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... l like food.
Not yet.
It smelled like steel counters freshly sanitized, starch-heavy uniforms, and something sharp beneath it all—anticipation mixed with fear. The kind that lingered in places where people came to be measured and found wanting.
I arrived early.
Not because I was eager, but because I refused to arrive late on my first day.
The hallway outside the main orientation kitchen was already filling when I reached it. Students clustered in loose gro ...
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