It’s not unusual to be accosted several times on the way from Lerner up to the steps by earnest Bible studyers asking whether one is a Columbia student and/or Christian. Bwog usually thanks them politely and walks on, reminding itself to dodge the next time one homes in like a heat-guided missile. But it couldn’t […]
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