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Oftentimes, during some of my less interesting English classes at Amherst, I’d skip out under the pretense of needing a ‘break.’Being the small school that Amherst is, it would have been conspicuously rude of me to have actually left Johnson Chapel, a second home to me and most of my fellow English majors during our time at school. So, I’d validate my excuse by truly popping into the loo (pictured above) underneath the stairs. I love how it so truly manifests what it is to be part of the Amherst community–to express yourself in whatever creative (and peculiar) means you’d like.(It’s actually a very creepy experience to use this toilet, but that doesn’t make me appreciate it any less! 
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