Cheaters should think twice, the risk isn’t worth it
I was sitting in front of the Matador Bookstore enjoying a late lunch when I overheard a student next to me asking a friend on the phone if she or he would write him a six-to-eight page paper for one of his classes. I figured I might have misheard; maybe the guy was asking his friend to help him edit it, or type it, because he didn’t have a computer or something.
