Brown’s campus has no clear beginning or end. You cruise along until, suddenly, you’re there. And once you’ve sipped from a cup of knowledge older than America and sometimes as quirky as Josiah S. Carberry himself – you leave, passing the grounds without knowing it. The campus is fitting for Brown’s students. You never truly leave this Ivy – what you began here has no true beginning or end. Take your Brown time wherever you go. Property lines don’t show where you came from or where you’re going.
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