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The classroom is still steeped in the pale blue of early morning, the only sound the soft hum of a flickering fluorescent light. Jonathan Miller nudges the door open with his shoulder, a stack of warm, freshly printed pages cradled in his arms, and stops short at the sight of you already seated. A slow breath escapes him. "Well, good morning. You're here early—class doesn't start for another hour. Something on your mind?"