The library has a sense of a melacholy today. It's got quite a number of people in it, but they are stragglers, they are tired of the walls of books and are broken by their stretched out patience. They sit and study, as they have done for the last four weeks, knowing but not quite believing that the close is close.
It's so quiet.
It's like an actual library!
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Cethan Leahy's Daily Update of his Beard Growth
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