So here I sit, four years from where I started. The weather couldn't be worse, and in a way it couldn't be better: hot, overcast, muggy... just the way it was when I walked into Welch Auditorium as a starry-eyed freshman for my first bio class. I just wandered through the Union ballroom, the site of so many happy Madrigal memories. I walked through
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