“Whenever trees come down around campus, I try to be the first one there,” Smith says. “People text me when they hear chainsaws.”
Terry G. Ni ’20-’21 gestures proudly towards the weathered road sign at the intersection. On it, stamped underneath an arrow that points backwards in the direction that we walked from are the words “Harvard Square.” We’ve made it to the final destination of our Saturday morning walk.
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