A comic by Managing Design Editor Roseanne Chao.

Cottage Inn on East William.

With the prompt "photograph light," Alec Cohen walked around Ann Arbor at night to capture lights that we normally tend to pass by. There are many "hidden gems" around downtown Ann Arbor that illuminate the street and bring the city to life.



Remote telemetry and graham crackers

Megan Duncan, a cardiology nurse at the University of Michigan Hospital, began filing reports with her superiors detailing concerns with the hospital’s new remote heartbeat monitoring program in Summer 2017. She was met with little-to-no response from the Michigan Medicine administration.


I worked as a software engineer at a startup in Ann Arbor over the summer, and for the first several weeks I was marred with a recognizable inner turmoil. I would get a task, try to do it, eventually stop making progress and then begin to think I was in over my head and bound to fail.


File away those fun facts. Time to forget your “two truths and a lie.” And cherish the fact you won’t have to participate in another team building exercise involving a hula hoop. We have officially survived peak icebreaker period. Breathe.   

President Mark Schlissel's house as seen from South University.

University of Michigan President Mark Schlissel apparently lives in a beautiful white house on South University Avenue and I was going to see it.

Undergraduate senior Dana

Staff photographer Danyel Tharakan spoke to three drivers of the University Blue Buses. The following are excerpts from their conversations, in order as they appear in the gallery.


May I please go to the bathroom?

When me found out I’d been hired to work at The Daily I wuz so excited, I screemed.

Colin Beresford

The internship searches have morphed into job searches, the sought-after executive board positions are now ours and our points have gotten us up to the front rows at the football games; after three short years, we’ve become seniors.

Cancun, Mexico

I stepped off the plane and walked down a ramp, only to be bombarded by salesmen promising their best offers. To say it was nauseating would be an understatement.