In 1973, my high school, Acton-Boxborough Regional, in Acton, Massachusetts, moved to a sprawling brick building at the foot of a hill. Inspired by architectural trends of the preceding decade, the classrooms in one of its wings didnât have doors. The rooms opened up directly onto the hallway, and tidbits about the French Revolution, say, or Benjamin Franklinâs breakfast, would drift from one clas
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