Hunched over a never-ending study guide that could have probably been started tomorrow, Bwog lifted their eyes from the blinding white screen to see a pure Christmas miracle. Carrying a precious little canvas tote, Deantini was, dare we say, frolicking through the bleak room of Butler 209 around 8:30pm tonight handing out candy canes. A […]
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