There must be a story behind this ... sitting on a rock, somewhere near our library, was a dead - a very dead - long-stemmed red rose. Was it put there because someone had dropped it - whilst it was decidedly fresher - and never returned to claim it, or couldn't bear to, because it signified an evening that didn't meet the romantic expectations of its beginning? Was it left as a poignant memorial to a lost hope, a failed relationship, bad news from home, or last night's volleyball defeat to UCLA? Was it left as an offering, a conciliatory gesture, a commitment or vow? I mean - why would you leave a rose, dead or alive, just there?
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