The sanctity of the Butler reference room has been tarnished. Quiet frustration spreads, while girlish squeals echo across 114th street. 409ers have whipped out their ear plugs. “WHAT IS WITH ALL THE SCREAMING WOMEN,” pleads one frenzied tipster. It seems sorority rush is in full swing. Honestly, guys, it’s really not that bad. Update: One […]
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