An Asian girl in a sleek, black coat she made herself put on the hat and sat down. A moment's pause -
"PARSONS!" shouted the hat.
A boy lugging a huge cello and large stack of sheet music (containing his own compositions, of course) came next.
"MANNES!" shouted the hat again."
Joe: Yeah, what happened to her anyway?
Schmoe: She decided she was sick of dancing at CollegeBoard's feet like an idiot circus poodle. Now she's a published slam poet at The New School!
Legendary for the disproportionately high number of famous writers, artists, and musicians it has produced.
For public safety, the university really should have a sign in front of it reading: "Abandon all hope, ye conservatives who enter here." It's just not right to deny people of a fair warning.
Bob: That's one of The New School's buildings.
Considered one of the best institutions in the world for writing, art, music, and theater, The New School is very selective. It admits students with high GPAs, strong SAT scores, and a history in sociopolitical activism. Creativity is a must.
New Schoolers are notorious for their leftist, and sometimes radical, politics.
Hipster Two: Must have trained at The New School.
TNS Alumna: I'm off to the green wilds of Rwanda to empower women, strengthen the economy, and study local cultural traditions.
Person X: Sweet! Where are you graduating from again?
TNS Alumna: The New School!