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Word: bon (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1990-1999
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...general merit in the newer Yorker. Flaccid white walls in the Lowell dining hall. People bothering to argue about the relative intellectual merits of Madonna's book. The kidnapping of the Rational Right by various mutated isthmus-dwellers. The destruction of the public space in front of Au Bon Pain so the Ministry of Holyoke can grow by .4 percent this year...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Going Straight to Hell | 11/21/1992 | See Source »

Beucler said that sometimes he does manage touse the men's room in Au Bon Pain...

Author: By Amanda C. Rawls, CONTRIBUTING REPORTER | Title: City Considering Pay Toilets | 11/16/1992 | See Source »

When David B. Wilkins '77 got tenure at the Law School last year, he thought it meant that he could move off of the fast track and spend more time "sitting on the porch eating bon-bons...

Author: By Erica L. Werner, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: No Such Luck | 11/13/1992 | See Source »

...Harvard, you don't see all this and it's right in front of you." Yeah. Dorf's vision wasn't really revelatory or shocking; his homeless characters were conventionalized to a sort of bland pissed-offedness that no number of references to Au Bon Pain could infuse with reality. And the seamy side of it all--the drug abuse, the prostitution that gives Ben a chance at quick money--felt like it came from the Young Adult section of the library...

Author: By Thomas J. Scocca, CONTRIBUTING REPORTER | Title: Boring Ben Ineffective | 10/29/1992 | See Source »

...Bon Pain is getting mighty cold, isn't it? For some inexplicable reason, the delightful outside terrasade attracts polar winds from both arctic zones, and concentrates them into miniature hurricanes. Just as you settle down with sandwich and beverage in tow, a foul wind interrupts your incipient feast. Before there is time to anchor your delicious repaste, the sandwich, dripping with honey mustard, has soared from your table, and is making a quick getaway through the outstretched hands of the homeless--who, after all rely on such fortuities to survive...

Author: By Tony Gubba, | Title: For the Moment | 10/22/1992 | See Source »

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