Jordan Coley
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By the spring of my senior year, it felt like mission complete. I was captain of the lacrosse team, I looked great — wool cardigans, pink oxford shirts, blue cable-knit sweaters, boat shoes — and I had gotten into Yale. The prep oasis of the Ivy League awaited.

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