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Mannequins, frozen in chic outfits, stand guard over the empty store. Only music sounds through the store, where there are no voices shouting from the dressing rooms to ask for the blue mini-skirt in a different size. Dresses, tops and skirts hang completely still on metal racks because there are no fingers to rifle through the fabric.
Your alarm wakes you up at 7:30 in the morning and — after lying in bed like a potato, contemplating just giving up — you reluctantly slide out of bed and start preparing for the day. You have only one class today, but it starts at 9 a.m. and you want nothing more than to just relax with your best friend, Netflix.
“Anything other than a yes is a no,” said officer Julie Clark of the Shippensburg University Police Department.
A first birthday celebration had never been so eccentric and glamourous. Rainbow whoopee pies, balloons and tablecloths created the colorful atmosphere for an even more colorful night on the way in the Ceddia Union Building’s multi-purpose room on Friday, Oct. 2.
It’s 10 p.m. on a Thursday night. Many students are hunkered over their textbooks or hitting the bars, but Harley Weigle is in the art building arched over a pottery wheel shaping and reshaping clay as he visualizes the form of his next creation.