Ah, our lawns. Our beautiful, green, collegiate, bourgeois lawns. Always there for us, whether it stays locked and serves as eye candy (that’s shade to you, Hamilton lawn) or provides our butts with quality cushioning and free space. But what freshman might not know is that every winter, the administration covers these fields of glory with […]
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