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...heart of President Faust’s imperative for the committee is “the need for additional spaces for cultural, recreational, and social activities for the Harvard community.” Anyone who’s held an event, eaten a meal, or even just observed Harvard’s idiosyncratic campus knows just how maddening the layout of our school can be. Some of that’s not our fault: a large fraction of the campus was built long before modern conveniences like laptop computers or flush toilets, and provisions for these have been added haphazardly...
...afternoon of April 28, 1996, Martin Bryant snapped. A striking figure with his long blond hair and milky skin, he had just eaten lunch at a café within the historic site of Port Arthur, a former prison in Australia's island state of Tasmania. Described later by his sentencing judge as a "pathetic social misfit," the 28-year-old then reached into his sports bag and, in the manner that others might pull out a sweater, withdrew two military-style semi-automatic rifles, which he used over the next eight horrifying minutes to kill 35 people - men, women...
...paramedics' report said they could barely get into the apartment. Piles of papers and garbage had to be moved to get a stretcher in. Every surface of the place was overwhelmed with trash and mounds of ... stuff. On the only small clearing on the kitchen table lay a half-eaten sandwich. It was almost Sandy's last meal...
...eight-day period. Each time they did - once at 11 am, and again at 4 pm, book-ending the bulk of each day's transactions - the traders, dealing mostly in futures, recorded their current profit-and-loss standing. (They were also quizzed to make sure that nothing they'd eaten or talked about outside of their work was acting on their hormone levels...
...before then.The soy fish, pork soup, and tofu I had the first lunch were good, the pumpkin flan was interesting, and the display case full of rice marked “Lice” was touchingly Lost in Translation. Everything was distinctly Japanese, but nothing other than my having eaten it all in the same city made it coalesce into a single story. The rice balls for breakfast, the chicken and egg dish called Oyako Donburi (literally “mother and child rice bowl”) for lunch, and the custard-filled crêpe at a street corner...