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...live in a hundred-year-old house overlooking the harbor, the straits, and the bay. From the bedroom window, I see an island of ghosts. It is a peaked mountain shaped like a peasant's conical hat. A hundred years ago, the island was the quarantine station for Chinese immigrants, some detained so long they wrote poems about loneliness. No one lives on the island anymore. At night, it is a purple shadow. Sometimes I think about the young woman whose father built her this house a hundred years ago. She must have seen lanterns blaze on the island...
Harvard men’s lacrosse handily defeated Holy Cross, 12-6, on Saturday, snapping up the team’s first win in seven games. Sophomore midfielders Jason Duboe and Travis Burr combined for two hat tricks to account for half of the Crimson scoring.“It was nice to get a win under our belt after a pretty lengthy losing streak,” Duboe said. “We’ve been putting forth a pretty good effort in each game earlier this season. A couple of bounces not going our way caused...
...ceremony, the day was rained out. Stendahl was bestowed the responsibility of deciding which of the students were going to be able to fit inside Sanders Theatre, Gomes said. “With great humor, he drew names out of his hat—he wore a tall silk hat like Abraham Lincoln,” Gomes said. “It bound us to him. When I went to see him just last Saturday...I asked him ‘Do you remember our Commencement?’ He smiled broadly—clearly...
...creature—best described as the bastard child of a yak and a mastodon—lapping from a stream. There is, in fact, a herd of these creatures, and Björk sits among them, camouflaged in vaguely Asian clothing replete with an absurd hat and an old backpack. As she warbles unintelligibly, Björk sits atop one of the beasts and takes off down the river. Now things get really weird. The yaks begin to flow into one another, like the water of the river, and Björk’s backpack grows...
...problem—just because I go to school in Boston does NOT mean I should subscribe to this outrageous fanfare. Suddenly, my Cleveland ears can’t listen to “Sweet Caroline,” as I don’t don a Red Sox hat. Not only does Boston have a monopoly over Neil Diamond, but the fans can also be outright scary. After the victory over the pitiable Rockies this past fall, one would think that primal scream had come early...