I know you all miss these updates from the bookstore typed at 900 miles an hour after a skinny sugar free vanilla latte with an extra shot of expresso. True to tradition, I am supposed to be connecting T.S. Elliot's "The Wasteland" with Hemmingway's The Sun Also Rises right now in a 500 word essay due by 11:55pm, but I'd rather sit here and
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