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That Old School Spirit The cafeteria had Formica tables edged in steel. As Murphy beds, they were neatly concealed in a wall. The floor's wood was buffed by Mr. Donofrio. And it shown as his balding head, glowing, to bowling alley perfection. Sometimes, I'm reminded of the metal desks. They folded in upon themselves sometimes trapping clothing; sometimes a spirit or two.