As the Class of 2020 reconciles with their last few weeks at Whitman, they are also finishing their final assessments under completely unexpected circumstances. Social distancing and online distance-learning...
The air smells medicinal and stale. To your left lies a pile of crumpled tissues. To your right, a half-empty bottle of Dayquil and a mug of cold tea you wish someone could reheat. At your feet festers...
