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Poster Name:
Edgar Allen Poe

Poster Message:
It wasn’t overwhelming, but it was undeniable. The scent was warm, inviting, and strangely comforting. It was like walking into a grandmother’s house, filled with the smell of old books and soft lavender. She had no idea what it was, but something about it felt… safe. As she sat down with the sisters, chatting and laughing, she noticed how relaxed they all were. They weren’t concerned about appearances or keeping up with trends. They were just being themselves. Zoe was so taken by the atmosphere that, when it came time for her to make a decision about which sorority to join, she knew what she wanted. The smell of Delta Gamma had become a symbol to her of acceptance and belonging, and she chose them without hesitation. Years passed, and Zoe became a full-fledged sister of Delta Gamma. She came to love the scent, even when people would tease her about it. And soon, she started to realize that the smell wasn’t just a quirk of the house. It was the essence of everything Delta Gamma stood for: an imperfect, beautiful, genuine sense of self that had nothing to do with appearances and everything to do with connection. Delta Gamma might have been known as “The Smelly Deltas” to the outside world, but within those walls, the scent was a symbol of something deeper—something that couldn't be measured by perfume or cleanliness, but by the authenticity and warmth of the sisters who called the house their home. And over time, even the teasing died down, because everyone knew that, no matter what, the Deltas would always have their smell. And somehow, it made them all the more unforgettable.