February 4, 2005
The Stripped-Down College Experience
"Would you like an egg roll with your M.B.A.?" I think as I drive through the strip-mall parking lot, past the Chinese restaurant, the insurance agency, and the grocery store, before stopping in front of a small, nondescript building. Above the glass double doors, red neon letters spell out a university's name.
The first word in the name refers to a 100-year-old institution in a totally different state, a state where one can find the university's traditional campus with its
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