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There’s nothing like waking up to a blue sky and shining sun. Rolling out of bed doesn’t seem quite so hard when you know that waiting for you is the warm embrace of sunshine on your face and the sweet taste of finally-seasonally-appropriate iced coffee.

Behind-the-scenes of Michigan's first and second round games of the Men's Basketball NCAA tournament.

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Purple Squirrel

I wake up to the fifth alarm of 12. It’s more out of irritation — to stop the droning, electronic waterfalls — than it is to open the door and let any ray of sun into my windowless room. I slowly put my head back down when the sixth alarm starts.

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I remember standing in the shade of an olive tree in Panathinaiko Stadium Square, sweat dripping down my face, trying to hail a cab. Classes had just gotten out for the day, and I was making my way to my cousin Zoe’s apartment.

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When I walk Down the streets of this

College-town I see Hands smashing beer bottles

Friends only of one-another

Screaming chants alien

To my covered ears

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The cafe in the basement of Shinola.

Charles Bradley’s “Slow Love” plays on a record through the chatter of coffee shop talk, clicking of keyboards and turning of pages.

Inside the Daily

This week, the Daily took a look inside the State News newsroom, in East Lansing, where student reporters, photographers, and designers worked tirelessly to cover the Larry Nassar trial.

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I am devoting my first column after Spring Break to a friend-requested topic: Travel etiquette.

Dear Michigan Daily Editors,