If you stood outside yesterday and entered into that mass of humanity before the Low Steps, you understand the distinction between what came before, and what came after the Blood Moon. On one hand is the trivial, and on the other is the sum of all meaning, the weightlessness of understanding. Among your fellow Columbians, […]
You know how you always end up having conversations with random friends about books that neither of you have read? Bwog’s own cadre of wannabe intellectuals (Britt Fossum and Maddie Stearn) know that feel. They have dreamt up an imaginary conversation that could easily happen in real life. Warning: contains judgement, sass, and a bit […]
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