the guru came down from the mountain and went to his school. when he saw it, his heart sunk.
“what has happened to my school?” he cried. “it is falling apart. the stone is cracked and the doors are covered in rust. the halls are cluttered with junk and littered with papers. my students, tell me, what has happened?”
a student replied, “guru, it looks the same as when you left.”
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