We’ve all been there: an early morning midterm on a higher story of Hamilton, and the last thing you want to do is run up seven flights of stairs before sitting down, panting, to take your test. As obnoxious and inefficient as the elevator may be, imagine what Hamilton classes were like without the elevator? Bwogger […]
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