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... he'd been through a battlefield. He was barely holding onto his bag as if it weighed a hundred pounds.
His hair looked like it had gone through a blender, his shirt was half-tucked, and his eyes had that haunted glaze of someone who had survived far too many pop quizzes.
It seemed to scream; Please, no more!
His brain felt fried. He couldn't remember the last time he'd had a single clear thought.
Today had been the busiest day of his life. Whoever said college was ...
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