Author Archives: Elise Tran

Kenyon Seal on the floor of Peirce Hall craves the warmth of human touch

There are moments in each of our sorry lives in which we experience a moment of human connection that transcends consciousness. I’m talking about the wordless exchange of understanding between two people on Middle Path where they mutually decide to pretend like they don’t recognize one another from the sloppy Old K basement makeout this past Friday.  I’m talking about

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