It wasn’t until I received an email from the Black Student Union at the beginning of my sophomore year that I was prompted to move my feet. As you’ll recall, I’d received a surprising email from the BSU at the start of my freshman year. This was a second email. These people were relentless. While the email I’d received my first year had been a simple invitation that I viewed with great suspicion, this second email was completely different. “Congratulations,” the missive from the faceless collective read, “you’re a Black Student Union student mentor this year!” Honestly, who were the black
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