This week the Nass goes backpacking in Slovenia, mourns roadkill, investigates injuries in eating clubs, and tries to recall the fleeting memories of those who have passed on.

In the final issue of Volume 40, the Nass gets some Heelys, tries out American tradition, and goes to therapy.

This week, the Nass goes to Zumba, listens to some Zedd and heads into the woods.

This week, the Nass jaunts through Frist, learns a new language and looks into homeopathy.

This week, the Nass considers srat life, pays homage to the Dinky and launches into outer space.

This week, the Nass goes to “She Roars,” reflects on CA, and meets with the women of Mahra

This week, the Nass meditates on orange, gets accustomed to single living, and sends some letters out into the ether.

This week, the Nass says goodbye to summer, travels to the far ends of the Earth, and takes the morning shift.

This summer, the Nass enjoys some time off, gets a tattoo, and finds Freud in Berggasse

In a special issue of the Nass, we get a glimpse into a corner of campus that often goes unseen and hear the stories of students who struggle with eating disorders.

This week, the Nass writes from Paris, watches silent films, and welcomes Spring with some acai bowls.

The Nass on Mel Gibson, Princeton’s most on-brand brand, and the sweet sound of chiming chromatic bells.