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The Joe Randall Archive
Chapter 1: The Question No One Asks “Do you ever wonder what goes into someone’s mind before they break? Before the headlines scream? Before the archive is sealed?” Joe Randall did. He wondered every day. Not because he wanted to be remembered. But because he wanted to be heard. The hallway smelled like bleach and cafeteria grease. Joe walked with his head down, backpack slung low, hoodie up. He passed the trophy case—golden statues of other people’s victories. He passed the
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