When you walk into Bapst for the first time, you immediately notice how gorgeous it is. Tall ceilings, stained glass, and old librarian-type people, it looks like a hallway right out of Harry Potter. Throw in a few badly-drawn wizards with odd cloaks, and you've got yourself a School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
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| Now if only there were a 3-headed dog in the cellar... |
That's just the entrance. Then you go upstairs to the giant hall and BAM. You're practically eating dinner with Daniel Radcliffe.
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| Minus the free, floating, magical food. |
You can't tell me that doesn't look like the Great Hall with the tables turned the wrong way. Even the racial diversity is the same!
With just a few adjustments, Bapst is ready for a fly-by in the big dramatic winter Quidditch snitch-seeking montage.
So what's the magic?
Bapst's secret is silence.
Like complete silence.
Like I have to turn the page like it's a 3,000 year-old manuscript silence.
People go there and typically bang out their essays, read their books, and study their asses off because everyone goes there, shuts the hell up, turns off Facebook, and actually does their work.
Now, that's all fine and good, provided you're a mime, or Hermione Granger.
As for me, I can't stand to go to Bapst because I've got a little scenario running through my mind. A scenario that with my luck, would actually happen.
I can see it now...
Everyone's studying peacefully, just doin' their thang.
Entering the room, I step on an empty water bottle, shattering the silence. And attracting a shitload of attention.
Thanks to the beautifully acoustic architecture, the sound spreads...
...a lot...
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| Like a lot, a lot. |
...until you don't just see people staring daggers at you anymore. One guy just bursts into angry-flames. And the other two morph into a Sasquatch and Dragon.
Everyone wants you dead.
And you just had to study, didn't you?
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HAH, just like the 4th floor of Snell...
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