Listening to Kendrick’s album, I realized how important it is to listen to black artists. The fact is, I, as a white American, will never be able to understand how systematic racism feels firsthand.

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While visiting my friend, I felt like I was in an alternate universe, which was only exacerbated by the fact that everyone was wearing L.L. Bean. Where was T. Anthony’s?

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The iconic manager of the Tipton Hotel has the interpersonal skills, hospitality and, well, whatever else a hotel manager needs that I’m about 68 percent sure results from a Boston University School of Hospitality Administration education.

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From aliens to intelligence, theorizing on the unknown workings of higher authorities is as intriguing as it is intoxicating. In my attempt to navigate this slippery slope, I invite you to look at exhibit A, right here on Boston University’s Bay State Road: government vans.

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Rhett the Terrier, who frequents Commonwealth Avenue in his flesh form, has definitely transcended his earthly shell and become an immortal soul. What, you may ask, is the primary ingredient of his alchemy elixir? Dining hall bananas.

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