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The school was not a building, but a rock garden. Each student was a stone, which the teacher chipped and shaped with strikes of his pointer, sharp shouts, and a cold, evaluating gaze. The goal was not knowledge. The goal was form. The perfect, smooth form of a stone, devoid of all individuality that would become part of the flawless composition of the Great Japanese Empire. Teacher Tanaka was a man of indeterminate age →