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College Football Needs A Playoff Now
By JSkip18 BRONZE
Reno, Nevada

The corrupt and controversial Bowl Championship Series, otherwise known as the BCS, has been used in Division I-A College Football since 1998. It puts the top two ranked teams agai...
JSkip18 BRONZE, Reno, Nevada
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#25562 Opinion
Free School Lunch
By Anonymous
#25563 Opinion
It All Started With A Rather Weird Dream
By BlueSupernova ELITE
Cincinnati, Ohio
BlueSupernova ELITE, Cincinnati, Ohio
103 articles 0 photos 22 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Damn it, Ted!"

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#25564 Opinion
Break Down the Barrier
By Anonymous
#25565 Opinion
What is Happiness?
By aarshi SILVER
Abha, Other
aarshi SILVER, Abha, Other
9 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
Remind yourself it's okay not to be perfect.

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#25566 Opinion
In the name of love
By free-spirit BRONZE
Wilmington, California
free-spirit BRONZE, Wilmington, California
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#25567 Opinion
Are Business Day Rules and Regulations Necessary?
By Jeffmario15 BRONZE
DKI Jakarta, Other
Jeffmario15 BRONZE, DKI Jakarta, Other
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#25568 Opinion
Cyberbullying
By Anonymous
#25569 Opinion
Truth
By 5jonesm BRONZE
Nashotah, Wisconsin
5jonesm BRONZE, Nashotah, Wisconsin
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#25570 Opinion
A Killer Among Us
By KyleMoss500 BRONZE
Charlottetown, Other
KyleMoss500 BRONZE, Charlottetown, Other
3 articles 0 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
I have congenital hunting fever and three sons. As little tots, they spent their time playing with my decoys and scouring vacant lots with wooden guns. I hope to leave them good health, an education, and possibly even a competence. But what are they going to do with these things if there be no more deer in the hills, and no more quail in the coverts? No more snipe whistling in the meadow, no more piping of widgeons and chattering of teal as darkness covers the marshes; no more whistling of swift wings when the morning star pales in the east? And when the dawn-wind stirs through the ancient cottonwoods and the gray light steals down from the hills over the old river sliding softly past its wide brown sandbars – what if there be no more goose music?
-Aldo Leopold

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