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...Cambridge. Since my blockmates were otherwise occupied during the three-day weekend, with a Chinese New Year’s party at the Spee and Valentine’s arrangements, I reconnected with some people from my freshman year dorm. While looking up departure times for the #1 bus, we prepared to embark on an uncertain adventure...
Brandeis has a free shuttle bus (the Diamond Line) that runs from the school to Harvard Square, Boston, and back. I get on outside Boylston Gate to go to Brandeis, over Rubin’s protests (“Come, of course you should come, I want you to come, but I’m just saying that campus is dead tonight”). It’s the first of Brandeis’ two spring breaks, and many people are home. But Rubin and a few of his roommates are still there. The bus takes maybe half an hour...
...headed home. The bus goes back to Harvard Square. I feel I haven’t given Brandeis a fair chance: I’ve been there many times before. Rubin and I have played basketball in the gym, seen Nas perform on the same court later that night. They have frat parties that spill happily from upstairs bedrooms to basement dance floors where water pipes slither overhead. Rubin has already reserved my ticket for Pachanga, the greatest dance party of the year—a student newspaper editorial calls it “moderated madness” and likens...
...electricity-workers union said that more than 900,000 of its members are about to lose their jobs and that the country could face an electricity crisis and blackouts because the government - the main customer for Iran's electricity plants - isn't paying its bills. Last week, Tehran's bus-drivers union announced it was allying itself with the Green Movement and called on Tehranis to go out and cause traffic jams at 6:00 every evening. The next confrontation between the regime and the Greens may take place not in the streets but in the pocketbooks...
...previous year she had gotten pregnant, dropped out of a teachers' college, placed the baby with an adoptive family and started punching a clock in a textbook factory. In desperation she lunged for New York City with her drawing pencils and a copy of Rimbaud. Straight off the bus she headed to look up friends in Brooklyn and stumbled upon Mapplethorpe, sound asleep. "He was pale and slim with masses of dark curls, lying bare chested with strands of beads around his neck. I stood there. He opened his eyes and smiled." Instant bliss--she'd given up one baby...