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Two burly bearded men in old, loose shirts just tied the Class of 2010 banner onto the wood railings of the Wren balcony. It took both of them to attach the gold weaving and that awkward, heavy pole to Ancient Cherry with clear plastic zip ties. No one noticed, because no one notices you. But we are graduating!
Colleges are messed up sometimes.
Colleges are messed up sometimes.