William, the one-named phenomenon á la Prince, is known around Hunter as "The Book Guy." Armed only with his table of books, William sets up on 68th St. next to the cheese steak cart and proceeds to excite the many bookworms across Hunter College with his offerings.
It seems like a no-brainer: sell back your books at the end of the semester, make money; enable your peers to purchase your gently used books at a lower cost than a new book would command, they save money; purchase the books your peers returned for your new classes, you save money; reduce the amount of paper needed to satisfy your textbook requirements, save the environment.
For a New Yorker, dining out is more than an occasional option. It becomes an inevitable lifestyle, and rightly so. In a city with more than 20,000 restaurants, many tucked away in hundreds of ethnic neighborhoods, exploring the culinary world is absolutely essential.
Here at Hunter, fashion plays as much of a role in students' lives as academics, work and extracurricular activities. In a random sample of Hunter matriculates, you can expect to find a thrift store junkie, a Juicy Couture fanatic, a goth with green hair, a 72-year old in Ralph Lauren, a girl sporting spandex, a boy sporting spandex, a 72-year-old sporting spandex … and so on.
What happens to a dream deferred? Ask Lamar Hanuman, who reads Langston Hughes poetry in the library on his breaks. But, who is Lamar Hanuman? You know him. I know him. Maybe not by name, but who could miss this giant of a man with his ready smile? Lamar Hanuman is one of the 90 full-time civil service custodians at Hunter-one of the "invisible" housekeepers, without whom the college would most likely turn into more of a contaminant zone than a well-kept campus.