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Greek Life
In the past month I’ve read loads of Greek classics. It was a really depressing month filled with people killing their kids, kids killing their parents, people marrying their parents, people stabbing other people in their eyes or at least stabbing themselves in their eyes. It seems like these things were so common in ancient…
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Boulder, Colorado
My childhood and adolescence was definitely filled with plenty of winter sports and outdoor activities, and my social and political views have been greatly influenced by the pervasive liberal sentiment. However, this reputation, although in many ways accurate, in no way fully characterizes the Boulder I grew up in. I love my hometown, but I…
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Boxed In
As U.S. immigration policy changes rapidly, is it fair that undocumented workers face the law without representation? Three years ago, countless stacks of cardboard boxes filled the basement closet of a tall, narrow building at Broad and Market in Trenton. Arranged without logic and hard to reach, each of these boxes opened to reveal the endless…
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Stare, Glance, Stare
Eight years ago street artist Banksy disguised himself, entered the British Museum, and put a piece of his own work up on a wall. It was a slab of concrete, on which he had painted a cave figure drawing of a man with a shopping cart. Banksy even added an object label reading that this…
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Our Relationship With Chocolate
My past several months on Princeton’s campus have been defined by chocolate. During the week leading up to Dean’s Date I may have personally made the C-Store run out of chocolate covered peanuts.
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Pillars of Society
Think of your immediate associations with Greece: beyond a few thoughts about party islands the visual symbols that arise in your mind are the classical pillars, democracy, and philosophy that serve as the foundations of your worldview.
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What a Picture Isn’t Worth
Abroad in Ghana this summer, I worried my friends and relatives when I removed myself from social media.
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Arcosanti
Three years ago, I stared up at the stars in the northern Arizona desert. I felt the smooth concrete of stargazing steps against my back.