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... like a patient animal. The eight of them ringed it in various states of collapse. Afternoon had slipped toward copper; their little city of rescued books listed around them.
The doors banged open.
Kori swept in with wind on her jacket and a muffin in her mouth. She took in the scene - ring of students, ring of books, ring of silence - and grinned like she’d walked into a surprise party she threw for herself.
"Look at you," she said. "Not dead under a dictionary. I owe mys ...
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