Somewhere out there -- swallowed in the mountains -- is a highschool; and within its corridors a little classroom is nestled. From under the door seep the very echos of Appalachian culture, music, history, and only the slightest taint of coffee and donuts; these little nuances mist through the hallways and rush out the doors, gradually spreading into the world: an underlying murmur of an important people.
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