Stop Treating Yo’ Self
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I grew up in NYC, so I’m accustomed to waiting in lines for everything. In a city of 8 million people with everyone in a hurry, I’d wait on line for bagels, elevators, concerts, you name it.
But when I went to Brown, on the sleepy streets of College Hill in Providence, Rhode Island, I had to wait on line for one thing only: PVD Donuts.