This morning, I went for a jog around the Nevers Field track, and I saw that they had made a hall out of Eugene DeSoto. This is the first time I have personally known someone who has died and become a building.
I tried to look him up on the internet, but he didn't exist there anymore, if he was ever there in the first place.
I hope they keep DeSoto Hall clean, and I hope it's air conditioned, and I hope they play Sinatra and Dean-O over the intercom.
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