Who’s Afraid of a Spatchcocked Chicken?
EATER
OCTOBER 3, 2023
I was intimidated by formal robes, butlers in the dining hall, cleaners in the dorm rooms, lawns one was forbidden to walk across unless invited by faculty, 800-year-old libraries, a new friend who, one night, drunkenly called the elderly porter a “f **g prole.” These words, it occurred to me in 2010, were a form of hypocrisy.
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