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Everyone seems to be in a separate little world. Up front two women intently munch on chicken wings. Two others gesture with the hands, making points in a conversation drowned out by the groan of the wheels. Someone else reads an MIT newspaper, The Tech...
...Munch lunch, Italian sausage and hot pickled onions, at the Home Plate Inn out on Tulane Avenue. Some retired cops there say, nah, they're not interested in the game, too much hype, but they've got two cards of a hefty betting pool filled anyway. Head for the big N.F.L. pregame monster rally at the Convention Center. Then on to Pat O'Brien's, where they serve a drink called the Hurricane. Note the immediate lowering of atmospheric pressure. Try a cheer: "Go, Pittsburgh!" "Joe Billy, the Steelers are a lock...
...taken me a little over two years of Harvard to get to this point. What will two more years do? And what about 25? Will I eventually turn into one of those gray-haired, Harvard-tie-wearing alumni who sit in the front row and munch caviar while cheering on the old alma mater every year...
...York City's trendiest night spots, the club's two tables are always occupied, as the glitterati take turns shooting and racking 'em up. In Chicago the equally hip Limelight has eight-ball tournaments, and at the new-wave Star Top Cafe clients can munch on soft-shell crab while waiting their turn. Even at old game dens, the pool surge is evident as the gentry mix with the proletariat. Says Richard Gaedt of Chicago's North Center Bowl: "In the past six months, our whole crowd has changed from older to younger, to yuppies." Adds Jillian's co-owner...
Hanover Street, the main drag, bustles with tourists and shoppers, but even here an aura of quiet serenity prevails. Strollers munch pastries, residents gather in chattering groups on the street corners, and children play tag under people's feet. But through it all, the buildings seem to watch from behind their stained glass windows and flower boxes, calmly approving the slow march of change at their feet...