Are You Experienced?
"Getting to know the new girl"
Tranquilized by the tide's rhythmic whoosh, I'm drifting into a solar-powered nap when a cavalry of baritone chatter trumpets reveille. My head abandons its forearm pillow, radar ready to scope out the hung and the shirtless."New arrivals, two o'clock." A pack of upperclassmen - Bowdoin, probably - shucks and...