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Déjà-Vu
I’ve been here before. Felt the sweat beating down my brow. That God awful sound. Droning on and on and on. The room is cramped. The people in it are loud. Noisy. “…and you find this watch on the beach. What the watchmaker analogy alludes to is… ” Blah, blah, blah. Philosophy of Religion. Jesus Christ. Each week it’s the same shit… over and over and over again. Nothing changes. I wake up… I go about my day. Then I enter the Edwards building… fourth floor. Tucked away in the furthest corner from the elevators. The department of Philosophy and Religion. Across the hall, room 428. I sit in this same seat and lose myself in thought. Professor McPherson sitting…