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Picture this: It’s 2007 in Charlottesville, Virginia. My alarm wakes me with its angry red flashing at 8 a.m., which is the early bird special for me. My first lecture starts at 8:30, and I need at least 15 minutes to walk there.
I hadn’t planned on going out the night before, but all my friends were celebrating a home sports victory at the Mellow Mushroom (yes, real name). FOMO won, so as I roll out of bed, I feel my brain rolling as well, which means I also need to factor in a stop at the local bodega.
Ignoring my tangled mess of sheets and messy bedroom, I throw on jeans and a sweatshirt, brush my teeth, and scrunch my hair into a bun. I grab my backpack and a chocolate-oat bar, and scurry across the train tracks to get my favorite fruit drink. I purchase two, along with an iced-filled Big Gulp cup, lid, and straw. I slurp as I walk and cram down the bar before walking into the large auditorium for the start of another college day.
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