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Barth Wu ’26: Chew on This: Rise n' Shine

SciLi stacks got you down? Tired of having to hear the breathy chortles of people whispering in the first floor of the Rock? When I find myself in one of these situations,  I often ride my bike down the gloriously steep College Hill, beyond South Main Street to Rise ‘n Shine, a little coffee ...


Rahman ’26: Brown has a liberal problem

On Nov. 6, I, like many of my classmates, woke up disappointed by the results of the U.S. election. As a lifelong liberal, I thought the choice was clear — a prosecutor over a felon. But I was not surprised that so many of my fellow Americans turned to Trump.


Guan ’27: Democrats should look to understand, not demonize

As I write these words, I am certain many readers continue to feel anger, frustration and anxiety in the aftermath of the 2024 presidential election. I share many of these emotions. But I am equally concerned about this country’s intense polarization. We must do our part in the long process of reconciliation, ...



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Barth Wu ’26: Chew on This: Providence Noodle Bar

Providence is known for its Italian mob-boss mayor Buddy Cianci, the Big Blue Bug off of I-95 and being a little eccentric. Providence is not known for its Asian food. There are, of course, exceptions. I recently ventured down College Hill to Providence Noodle Bar on Mathewson Street. Founded by two ...

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O’Riordan ’27: When is beauty culture anti-feminist?

When my mom and her sister came up to visit me a couple weeks ago, my friends couldn’t stop cracking jokes about how strong my mom’s genetics are — and they’re right. My mom has four sisters, most of whom have the same brown hair, hooded eyes, freckles and short build. I’ve been mistaken for ...

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Sandhu ’25: Nightmare on Pennsylvania Ave

It’s the 31st of October, and I’m squeezed on a couch with my sisters and cousins all huddled under one, enormous blanket. I am twelve years old, so, of course, the ferocious wind howling down our chimney or the dark shadows lurking in the corners have no effect on my nerves. My mom is calmly seated ...





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