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Category: Diary
Tags: Time Campaign


Sunday, April 10

The birds outside Gold Hall don't know what time it is. Per fact, when they called out it was four o'clock and we were in the middle of a campaign. It's sill how something so off-handed, a way to pass some time, can be become so consequential and probing. I am really ecstatic, tingling with delight over how our "Magical Burst" campaign turned out. We've investiated fantastic depths, but I know there are even bette places to explore.

Afterwards, we saw four cars being reposessed outside. ████, who I am rooming with next semester, told me that the car license plate would be collected, checked in a county database, then the owner contacted later today. How funny!

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