Harvard's Holiday Histories
A History of Harvard's Holidays
Hummus, Hulu, Hammocks, Hats…
Ham,
Honey,
Hot Hog,
Heated Hickory Hash.
Here,
Holding hands…
…Hot…
…Heavy…
Hysterical Honesty Hatching Heightened Heaving.
Hooting,
Hollering,
Happy,
High.
Hangover’s.
Housewives.
Hershey’s.
Hives.
Hills.
Homework.
Hipsters.
Honeydew.
Healing hugs…
Hopeless Heartbreak…
Heady heartbeats…
Hued hues…
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