September 25, 2002

Last Bastion of Red Free-dom

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The other night, I trudged up the slope — the dutiful Cornell student I am — on my way to an evening of studying at Uris Library. As the evening grew later, I felt the familiar sensation of relentless fatigue well before I had accomplished the work I set out to do. So, I gave into my curiosity and took the antiquated elevator to the new caf