Amy Knows Everyone
The only time I ever lived off campus was during sophomore summer. Even then, I was in the Murphy's apartments, in which, if you hang your head out the window, or trot down to the street in pajamas -- as I did, often, with no shame -- you can still pick up the College's wireless. My apartment was intensely hot; class, if I chose to go, was a mere three-minute schlep, and all the people on my hall were other '09s -- and some were even my friends.


