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When I was advising at Mississippi State, I was so shocked at how everyone in Mississippi seemed to know each other. I mean, ABC sisters from Tupelo would know all the PNMs from the coast and so on. Jackson girls would know the small-town girls from camp, cheering, Girls' State. Out of staters definitely started out behind the eight ball.
And even though the sororities knew they couldn't pledge, say, all the Jackson girls they wanted, it would have definitely been a faux pas not to give the ones they knew a couple of courtesy invites. Back then, the big cuts came at the end and I swear that's worse.
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