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... p> The University Senate Hearing Room was designed to intimidate. High ceilings, mahogany tables arranged in a semicircle, and portraits of dead men staring down in judgment.
I sat at the witness table, a single microphone in front of me. To my right sat Dean Elena Vance, looking like a statue carved from ice and ambition.
Across from us sat the Provost, flanked by two junior administrators who looked like they hadn’t slept in a week.
"Mr. Hart," the Provost began, adjust ...
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