The following brought to you by a sleepless, cold, and confused victim of dorm room facilities. Picture this scenario: it’s 3:40 am, and you’re lying in bed trying to fall asleep and subsequently wake up for your 8:40 class tomorrow. You’ve managed to drown out the drunk seniors outside Havana, your roommate’s incoherent mumbling, and […]
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