As finals loom and our oncoming grade deflation becomes a force for sure doom, we often take to studying in strange locations: the eighth floor of Butler, abandoned classrooms in Havermeyer, and even the Lerner ramps. One Bwog staffer particularly fond of those black chairs outside Ferris began studying regularly in Lerner during the later […]
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