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“Spider-Man: Homecoming” was not a particularly important nor life-altering must-see movie of the summer. But when I left the theater, something was off.
Like most caffeine-dependent students at this institution, I make my rounds to Espresso Royale on South University Avenue before my morning lecture. Once I reach for the door handle, I glance to my right and notice a sea of orange, ripped up pavement and vacant storefronts.
“Are you up?” I ask my old neighbors in Minnesota.
“Yes! How is Michigan’s campus faring?”
“There is certainly a lot of protesting that has occurred,” I remark. “What are you feeling right now?”
You’re huddled around a table grabbing lunch with friends you haven’t seen in a week, and it seems as if there’s an impossible amount of conversation to catch up on. It’s been a tough week; you want your friends’ support.
A little too far from Chicago to be considered a suburb and a little too left-leaning for the stereotype of the typical Indiana small town, Chesterton is kind of an anomaly.