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...matter of minutes, Fee convinced fellow Associate Editors A. Haven Thompson ’07, Annie M. Lowrey ’06, and Leon Neyfakh ’07 to give the competition a shot. Neyfakh, who received second place in the Rhythmic Gymnastics Junior World Cup in 1999, was thrilled to give dance another go. “I can’t convey the Feeling I got back in ’99, being in the spotlight, just me, my ribbon, my helmet, and the crowd,” said Neyfakh. “I wanted...
...state-of-the-art equipment. “It’s time to get our you-know-what together,” Fee said with Falwellian enthusiasm, fixing his gaze on the magazine’s muse, Caitlin B. McKee ’06. Next to her, Lowrey yawned and looked up, flicking an inch of white ash from her jet black cigarette onto Green’s vibrator...
...hurled it across the room towards Johnson and Dolan. Bits of broken glass showered the cowering couple. “No more lies,” said Fee. “Practice tomorrow. 6 a.m. See you all there—sober,” he said, nodding towards Lowrey. WORKIN' HARD, WORKIN' OUT 2 weeks, 3 days, 5 hours...
...Fifteen Minutes’ scrutiny “Why Not Scientology” (Oct. 13), by Annie M. Lowrey, presented only one narrow side of a disturbing organization. Lowrey’s human-interest journalism approach, focusing on an individual’s experience with Scientology, ignores the darker sides of the organization: its pseudo-scientific approach to medicine that has led to inadequate health care for the children raised in some Scientologist families; the criminal charges brought against senior officers of the organization’s leadership, including the founder’s wife, for harassing Internal Revenue Service...
...Annie M. Lowrey ’06-’07, also a Crimson editor, was lucky enough to catch a little intimate attention in the fourth row. While taking a break from swooning over Daniel Kessler—who Lowrey reasons, “looks like a polar bear but he’s really hot!”—she found her eyes locked with those of Banks, who tossed her a smile when “he caught me singing along with my hands over my heart,” and went on with...