Over the course of our final month of the academic year, there is a quiet stairwell I would visit with a beautiful view towards the Carillon.
Probably one of the least used spaces in the university, except by the occasional student illicitly spray painting something, it always offered a calm solitude away from our hectic studio.
Standing on the second floor landing, beside its full height glazing, I would observe the changing atmospheres of this city...
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