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...good mix of old and new kept the crowd awake, heads bobbing, colors flashing. But it is difficult to describe the epic songs, reasonably well-played, of a band too well-loved. A more nuanced impression of Tuesday night’s events could be seen in the dust-covered curtains and the ornate molding’s flaking paint.The Orpheum is a beautiful theatre almost trapped in the throes of modern downtown Boston. The faded, threadbare tapestries on the walls resonate with the hall’s hallowed history. One website recalls the tradition with nostalgic grace. About...
...nearly nabbing a seat on the City Council—almost entirely on the basis of student votes. Matt DeBergalis, a software engineer, canvassed dorms and dining halls at Harvard and MIT, spearheading a voter-registration drive and capturing the attention of a notoriously aloof constituency. When the dust settled, DeBergalis had come within 137 votes of election, finishing just behind the nine incumbent councillors. Students had played a larger role in the race than anyone would have expected...
...courtyard and tucked in the back of the Fogg museum is the Strauss Gallery, which is currently featuring “A New Kind of Historical Evidence: Photographs from the Carpenter Center Collection,” showcasing a collection in three parts of photographs amassed and until now collecting dust like most of the university’s gathering in a Harvard depository. Hidden from tourists and casual museum-goers only interested in the celebrity of Van Gogh’s self-portrait and the Bernini sketch collection, the photography is surprisingly compelling, with emotionally raw prints that compose...
...elsewhere for her lost daughter. But what happened next was proof that even in the most devastated settings, miracles can happen. As workers pounded a hole in a collapsed house last week, the tiny figure of Zarabe crawled out. Her shiny red dress and spiky hair were caked with dust, and she was scared and thirsty. But otherwise Zarabe was unhurt--a living, breathing testament to the human will to survive...
...like a scale to the base of precipitous peaks above us. Cicadas are singing in the golden sunset. There are cedars and apple trees and clusters of big houses with handsome shiny metal roofs. But something's not right. There are deep cracks on the path we're on. Dust is swirling around the mountainsides above us. And a closer look at what we thought were houses reveals they're shiny metal roofs sitting at crazy angles on piles of rocks. The clusters are where roofs have fallen on top of each other into ravines, like a tangle of crashed...