It wasn’t like I only spent time inspecting potatoes and suffering from sleep deprivation. Since everyone was back from their respective colleges, some of us did...
The potato sorting factory boasted a “serviceable” cafeteria. Odds are the burgers had more soy than actual meat, but anything tasted good when lunchtime came around. ...
I had made the conscious decision very early not to get an apartment in Brandon again. You might say the drug-den experience left an impression. Not...
