“Hey man it’s crazy, don’t come here, the cops are checking IDs in 1020 210!” Around 12:35 am, as Butler emptied out for one of the last nights of acceptable drinking before finals, two men in semi-police-officer uniforms entered Butler 210 and beelined to the far side of the room, where a few tired souls […]
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