Yeah. The inside of this barn felt magically charged, exactly as if generations of boys had come of age in that very space (which is true). It reminded me of the scene in Dead Poets Society where the boys of past years at the academy are whispering, "Carpe diem, seize the day, boys, seize the day!"
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