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...luck with the job market? Dreading the prospect of supporting yourself? Never fear, you can still have fun. There are plenty of cost-friendly places to go drown your sorrows and boost your ego. First, try Mary Ann’s (Beacon Street, near the corner of Beacon Street and Chestnut Hill Avenue), the archetypal college bar. Cash goes a long way at Mary Ann’s, where beers run less than $2. Radiating the energy of the Grille in its pre-Red Line days, this Boston College hangout offers sloppy hookups aplenty. Although you may not have...

Author: By Elaine C. Kwok, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Celebration or Humiliation | 2/7/2002 | See Source »

...also try the Beacon Hill Pub (149 Charles St.), which despite being named after a classy neighborhood, is the epitome of a dive. Wash away the pain of rejection by downing several pints of beer with minimal damage to the wallet—drinks come nice and cheap. Despite the dirty toilets and the sticky bar, Beacon Hill Pub represents dodgy fun at its best. The young crowd is unpretentious and laid-back, ready for a night of nonstop drinking and drunken conversations. Just don’t get too inebriated and find yourself in a brawl...

Author: By Elaine C. Kwok, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Celebration or Humiliation | 2/7/2002 | See Source »

...Harvard should be a beacon of light, not a shadow of darkness,” Jesse says to the crowded room, as we enter from the back...

Author: By Lauren R. Dorgan and David H. Gellis, CRIMSON STAFF WRITERSS | Title: Ride Wit' Me | 2/7/2002 | See Source »

Harvard should be a beacon of light, Jackson says for the second time. Brother West? A fine scholar and an author whose books have inspired other books...

Author: By Lauren R. Dorgan and David H. Gellis, CRIMSON STAFF WRITERSS | Title: Ride Wit' Me | 2/7/2002 | See Source »

...arraignment, Pomey’s head was a blonde beacon in the front row, one-time friend Gomes’ dark head three rows behind her. A gaggle of Theatricals members sat between them, shoulders and backs turned, conspicuous and cold. Here and there the regular courtroom Joes muttered amongst themselves about what the big case was today, more than one cocking a brow at the well-coiffed collegiate crowd. A broad Boston accent noted “the Hahvahd kids charged with stealing ninety thousand bucks...

Author: By Vasugi V. Ganeshananthan, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Guilty Pleasures | 2/6/2002 | See Source »

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