Archibald's temptation
Liam O'ConnorFog blanketed Princeton's campus like a mask as I hustled toward Prospect Avenue. Earlier in the day, I had received a mysterious email from St. Archibald’s League, which proclaimed the group to be “Princeton’s newest, coolest, and most exclusive club” and invited me to its “admission events” at 5 Prospect Ave. — a humorously sophisticated way of indicating Campus Club.







