New school year, new schoo. I barely have time to sit and look now at things, except in the cafeteria where I can't stop, these people must turn up in my dreams as strangers there are thousands of them, it makes me feel more familiar and comfortable when I recognise a stranger in the corridor from another corridor or room or queue, otherwise I
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