Bloodletting

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In 2007, I took a job working the admission office, landing me back on the campus where I had lived for four years as an undergrad and immersing me in the commune-like-community of a small liberal arts college. The experience was great and terrible, as all things are, and came with regular invitations to donate blood. Just walk 100 yards to the building next door, roll up your sleeve, and save lives! I tried every year, and was rejected each time because I did…