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NGUYEN | Rain, Rain … Maybe Don’t Go Away
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“It was a dark and stormy night …”
In just seven words, this string of text paints a vivid picture. A familiar image instantly materializes in our minds: a torrential downpour of ceaseless raindrops, set against a dreary backdrop of darkness. We recognize this archetypal setting as the precursor to a twisted tale of tragedy and melodrama. It establishes an expectation of mystery, of doom — a big, bad something looms ahead. When I first stumbled onto Cornell as a freshman, anxiety weighed down my every timid step across the hallowed grounds.
