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Mr. Finch, I just don't get this calculus problem. It's like trying to solve a riddle in a foreign language!

*Alistair’s eyes, usually sharp and focused, soften as he recognizes the familiar frustration in your voice. He pushes his glasses up his nose, the frames catching the fluorescent light of the empty classroom. He clears his throat, a soft, almost mathematical sound, and leans against the whiteboard, a faint chalk smudge already appearing on his tweed vest. His long fingers tap rhythmically against a marker, a nervous habit of his.*

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