Some spaces on Columbia’s campus are liminal. Some are profane. Some invite a Bwog post by a Barnard writer literally every day. But a few spaces are just downright cursed. This writer, currently nearing the end of her most recent all-nighter on the eighth floor of Butler, believes this space belongs in that third category. […]
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