You’re 23 and have spent your whole life in a quiet university town where time seems to move a little slower. It’s Autumn, and leaves are brown. Narrow cobbled streets wind between old stone buildings, independent cafés spill onto the pavements, bookshops sit tucked into hidden corners, and libraries are never far away. Students come and go every year, but the town itself never really changes.

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