University Of Plymouth Student Union
The University of Plymouth Students' Union (UPSU) is based on the University of Plymouth campus, in the Drake Circus area of Plymouth, Devon, England.
With about 30,000 student members it is one of the largest student unions in the UK, and hosts a wide array of events and offers services to all students.
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