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...school drama club members have been stuffed into ill-fitting Pilgrim costumes and are now performing an occult show-and-tell. “My name is Chelsea,” an unhappy girl in a bonnet tells us as she guides us to the museum’s basement. “If you have any questions or concerns during the tour, just let me know.” With no change in tone, she then informs us, “You are about to meet...the Devil...

Author: By Véronique E. Hyland, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: The Witching Sell | 10/30/2003 | See Source »

...compression of Salem’s history into a dark basement full of wax figures is a slick way to market the past. “Witchcraft sells, certainly, so that’ll draw people up there, and it’s a lure to tourists,” Larkin says. Hangings and stonings are more titillating than a broader historical explanation. “Rather than saying, ‘Well, they had economic problems, and they were on the brink of a shift to a shipping economy,’ That’s probably where...

Author: By Véronique E. Hyland, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: The Witching Sell | 10/30/2003 | See Source »

...From his basement office in Mass. Hall, O’Mary served as a fact-finder, helping gather information used in various administrative decisions and in briefing the president before his public appearances...

Author: By Jenifer L. Steinhardt, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Aides Describe Mass. Hall Life | 10/28/2003 | See Source »

After closing for a year of renovations, the small kitchen in the basement of Dunster’s C entryway flicked on its Auto fryer last night, sending smells of warm grease wafting into the rainy night air and signaling the return of a once sacred tradition: the Dunster House Grille...

Author: By Wendy D. Widman, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Dunster Grille Rekindles its Fire | 10/28/2003 | See Source »

...first time I tried was in high school, when all the guys we knew would go over to Ben’s basement to play cards and drink, and we girls decided that we could have fun, too. So one Friday night we piled into my friend Lauren’s basement, which had the appropriate beer sign and bar atmosphere, and dealt out a hand. We struggled through a few minutes of play before someone confided timidly, “I don’t really know how to play this...

Author: By Catherine L. Tung, | Title: Pressing Your Luck | 10/27/2003 | See Source »

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