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Spring doesn’t really arrive in Evanston until around May. Even then, when I walk around campus, I see girls wrapped up in puffy jackets, a defiant look on their faces as if the weather were a heartless playboy that dared to try and trick them with its flashes of warmth.
I’d missed the sun.
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