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...work would be influential for centuries. Van Gogh is another: The Starry Night was produced by a man who would take his own life the following year. Pierre-Auguste Renoir went out in a blaze of kitsch. At least, that's the received opinion about the work of his final decades: all those pillowy nudes, sunning their abundant selves in dappled glades; all those peachy girls, strumming guitars and idling in bourgeois parlors; all that pink. In the long twilight of his career, the old man found his way to a kissable classicism that modern eyes can find awfully hard...
...tips on reducing time wasted chewing, talk to the Harvard-based champions of last Thursday’s Rice and Bean Pot Burrito Eating Contest hosted by Qdoba. Nicknamed “Team Owl” for their final club membership, the quartet of Ryan K. Burke ‘10, Tyler D. Sipprelle ’10, Christian D. Wood ’11, and Daniele M. Pellegrini ’11 claimed victory over teams from Boston University, Boston College and Northeastern—the other schools of the actual Beanpot, a hockey tournament—downing...
Home to 27 fraternities, 6 sororities, and an African-American brotherhood called Chocolate City, MIT has an array of social spaces and groups. According to a friend, their frat parties are generally less restricted than some of the final club gatherings at Harvard and there’s a shuttle that connects the frats on main campus and the ones in Boston. It’s been said that MIT students p-set during the week and party during the weekend; nerds know how to throw down like the best of them...
Dropping each of the first two sets by only two points, the Harvard men’s volleyball team still had hopes of mounting a comeback for its first win of the season. But the Crimson was not able to pull through in the final frame, suffering a loss to its fellow Cantabrigians last night...
...holiday of commitment-phobia. Forced to mime the pitched perfection of a Hallmark card, many couples feel some small measure of doubt and fear along with all the lust and excitement. Is the cozy corner table at Finale’s a little too…well, final? Is the long weekend at the Berkshires a bit too real? Well, Harvard, we have been married to you for a while and always faithfully back in your arms at bedtime, but this past Sunday we too began to squirm a little. It was time...