It’s a Thursday morning–you’ve already slept through your 10:10 (whoops), and you’re in need of some nourishment. You roll into John Jay at around 11, half-asleep and seeking an egg white omelet, and you’re immediately greeted by Yung Berg shouting/growling, “SE-XY! CAN! I!” It’s a jarring experience–serving yourself some cereal as Drake croons, “I’m trying […]
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