A tipster who can now consider herself the poet laureate of Bwog’s soul just sent us a way too accurate description of Columbia student’s lives right now: Write a sentence. Eat some food. Write a sentence. Eat some food. Write a eat. Sentence of food. Eat a sentence. Write some food. Food. Food. Food. Never […]
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