Scrawling in Sharpie on the walls of Hungarian’s bathroom is a time-honored tradition, observed by tourists, grads, and sophomores who were really moved by their Marx reading in CC. While the majority of these make for entertaining toilet reading, Hungarian asks that you keep your philosophical thoughts to the non-racist/non-sexist/non-asshole-ish (unless it’s academic assholery). We […]
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