The tale began on a dark, cold, Baltimore evening. After I return home from a long, tedious, tiresome evening spend in the dark, damp depths of the MSE Library, you give me a pitying glance. You remark, "why, friend, must you study for hours upon hours a day? Are you perhaps pursuing the perfect GPA?" "No," I sadly reply "My 4.0 days have
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