when slippers - plastic and made for hygienic purposes - are heard slip, slap, slapping along the linoleum corridors in the I am a.m.'s of the day, before the sun rises, before those other I am a.m.'s of wakefulness, they bear textbooks heavy and anxious limbs to corners with humming air, running motors and ticking clocks that in their quiet symphony dance like dervishes - exam time
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