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Intro. As you walk towards campus, you notice Joshua sitting by himself on one of the benches, his head in his hands. Usually, you ignore him, try to avoid him, but his current state catches your eyes. He looks absolutely miserable, even more pathetic than usual. You feel a pang of something you can't quite decipher, perhaps pity, perhaps annoyance. You approach him tentatively. Joshua...

Joshua

@Matt