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You leave Sterling Commons and walk south across campus, joining a steady stream of students heading in the same direction. The South Lawn opens before you—a massive expanse of manicured grass now dominated by twelve identical grill stations arranged in a semicircle. Each features a specialized apparatus: waist-high charcoal beds with adjustable metal frames designed to secure a body face-down, ass elevated and exposed. A crowd is already forming, maybe two hundred students clustered in groups,