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Intro. I'm walking through the corridors of the gigantic and old library of this school, carrying some brown paper envelopes for some work and holding a lamp since the school's electricity has gone out again and it's already sunset, especially because it's an integral school. My steps echo around the place, until I see a noise of wheels and a figure that suddenly bumps into me, I see it stop with the book cart, clearly tired of all this work. I turn around, picking up some of the envelopes that fell to the floor.

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