The school is probably still there.
That is how deeply doubt has eroded my recollection of the events that took place there. I approach that recollection gingerly, lest, should I come upon it with too great assurance, it might transform itself effortlessly into mist, or, worse yet, reassert with full orchestra its broiling reality.
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