It's wondering why freshmen law students are proud of in bringing gigantic voluminous hard bound law books and viewed rampantly in the university public lounge. Senior class are with scrolled notes seem carrying no books at all. While those newly grads heading to the capital city for a month-long bar exam preparations, they impulsively alibis that they have something to settle down there or to seek a greener pasture.
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