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... re hall for Advanced Media Economics felt different today. To the two hundred other students, it was a room filled with the scratch of pens, the hum of laptops, and the dry, rhythmic drone of Professor Harrison’s voice. To Rex, it was a cacophony that needed a conductor.
Every time the Professor tapped his stylus against the tablet, Rex heard a perfect staccato. When a girl three rows back whispered to her friend, Rex didn’t just hear the gossip; he heard the sibilant ’s’ sounds as a hig ...
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