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two types of hippo campus photos:

- really well done, has a hint of artsy-ness, captures the band’s vibes, shows off the boy’s bright smiles and highlights the camaraderie they share, beautiful

- confusing. unexplainable. makes you furrow your eyebrows and try to find answers within the photo even though they don’t exist. raises questions that you know will never be answered. when you think you have an explanation your thoughts suddenly disappear and you can no longer remember what you were thinking about. cursed. 

So I have a little idea for elsewhere university (forgive the pov switching)
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Somewhere in the library, there is a legendary book. If you are in the greatest emotional distress you will ever feel in your time at the university (How the book Knows isn’t certain but then again nothing ever really is), you will find yourself slouching into the library and looking along the shelves. Not searching for anything in particular, just something good to read.
You pick one, not to thin and not too thick, off of the dusty shelf. The jacket feels slightly soft, like the nose of a stuffed animal once most of the velveteen is rubbed off.
You sit down right there in the middle of the aisle, lean your back against a cart, and begin to read. As soon as your finger touches the title page, you feel all of the anxiety pulling out like the tide, a wave of calm rushing over you as you begin to read.
Hours go by. People move around you, not even noticing you’re there. Any classes you missed were cancelled that day.
Some time later, you’re at the final page. You know that soon you will have to go back to the real world now, and that your break is over.
Resigned, you take a deep breath and put the book back on the shelf. You know you will miss it, but there’s nothing you can do, and you’ve heard too many stories of those who would try and abuse the magic here.
With a sudden pop, you can hear movement again. You hadn’t even noticed the students walking by you, or the whispering in the next row. You shake your head, fondly caressing the cover one last time.
You walk out of the library with a much lighter heart than when you came in, ready to face whatever drove you here in the first place.
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No student has ever found the book twice, and it’s constantly changing place.
What the contents are varies wildly from person to person; from favorite childhood storybooks to long lost books (forgotten underneath a chair or on a picnic table somewhere on campus) to family photo albums that may have never even existed in the first place.
It’s rumored that during one of the many book-burning eras that the university has lived through, one of the librarians enchanted the book to promote reading, but no one is really sure.
All they know is that it’s nice to have a word of hope in the darkness.