An appreciation post for the soundtrack at the best dining hall on campus. We’ve all been there. Squashed in between angsty adolescents, skin on skin, mouths rife with hunger and thirst. It’s hot, and you can vaguely smell ranch dressing and mandarin oranges. Gasolina by Daddy Yankee is playing loudly, its fervent bass shaking your […]
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