Yesterday evening, new writer Constance Blumenthal headed over to Butler lawn, hoping to take advantage of some free, stress-relieving yoga. What she found was not as stress-relieving as she’d hoped. After a long day of classes, running across town, and getting yelled at by security guards at the Met, I was looking forward to University […]
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