
Look, there's really no reason you, as a 17-year-old, wouldn't want to go to NYU right now; wherever you are on the spectrum from future business leader of America to wicked artsy, the city, especially its youthful epicenter in lower Manhattan, is your playground. This past decade, NYU under Sexton has been doing its best to meet, and to fuel, that need—applications have been going up along with tuition as flashy new faculty hires are rolled out—and is now, basically, too big to fail.
What's funny, too, about them building all this new space for the student body, is that as I was there they designated all the desirable dorms freshman-only, and gave rising sophomores priority in the housing lottery, to drive upperclassmen off campus. (Sorry, my neighbors from that apartment my parents paid for in Alphabet City!)
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