This survival journal has been discovered in a dorm lounge, reminding us of the apocalyptic nature of this specific finals season. Despite losing our collective mind over (what is, essentially) this silliness of tests, it is comforting to see mention of other humans in this note, so at least the writer is not alone and […]
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