Columbia is a confusing place. Despite the relatively small size of its campus, it’s still much larger than Barnard’s, with way more buildings named after now dead rich white men. As a Barnard first-year, I haven’t had all that much reason to spend a lot of time at Columbia other than at the dining halls […]
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