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This fall, I found myself scanning the room of new students, 25 pairs of eyes, trying to figure out if anyone looked unstable. If anyone appeared angry, too cloistered, too much of a loner.
By Gila Lyons
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This fall, I found myself scanning the room of new students, 25 pairs of eyes, trying to figure out if anyone looked unstable. If anyone appeared angry, too cloistered, too much of a loner.