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House of Blues. Harvard Square. 491-BLUE. Kim Wilson on Thursdays, April 7. James Cotton on Friday, April...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Around Harvard | 4/7/1994 | See Source »

Last night, I dreamt of my ideal garment. Itwould be a black dress with the "I just got abargain!" logo written across it several times. Itwould be tight; a cotton-lycra blend, probably. Itwould not be subtle. After all, if you've got itat Filene's Basement, really flaunt...

Author: By Eleni N. Gage, | Title: A Personal Voyage to Filene's Basement | 3/10/1994 | See Source »

...head next to Carpenter's suite, which he shares with nine other roommates. Carpenter's room has a warm and cosy ambience.Maybe it's the large farmed photos of smiling people Carpenter met on his summer of '92 trip to Kenya. Or perhapss it's the African cotton wrap in rich primary colors-featuring dancing yellow pineapples and a thought-provoking Swahili proverb that hangs across one wall. Carpenter tell me Kenya is a special place for him, because of its people...

Author: By H. NICOLE Lee, | Title: Volleyball Captain Carpenter Quintessential Team Leader | 3/10/1994 | See Source »

...once we can reconnect him to God and show him his relationship to God, then you give him the knowledge of himself, his history. So by teaching us our history beyond the cotton fields, beyond our slave history in America, and teaching us our connection to the great rulers of ancient civilizations, the great builders of the pyramids and the great architects of civilization and teaching us our relationship to the father of medicine, the father of law, the father of mathematics and science and religion, this makes us desire now to come up out of our ignorance and achieve...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Louis Farrakhan: They Suck the Life From You | 2/28/1994 | See Source »

...inside of the artist's London workplace, a medium-size and undistinguished room with blotched walls. There is an iron bed on whose thin, lumpy mattress a whippet sleeps. Next to the bed is a scrawny- looking girl with an angular face, sewing an ornate piece of Indian cotton whose green and red whorls cascade over her lap like the tendrils of an exotic plant, out of place in the drab surroundings. But it is not these things you notice -- not, anyway, at first...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Fat Lady Sings | 12/27/1993 | See Source »

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