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...busy dancing for you to spit game at them. “I know man! Who’d have thought that just dancing by myself could be this much fun?” So, next time, can I expect to see you rocking the feathered top-hat, neon hoodie, and pacifier? “Not exactly. But these greasy club kids have shown me a side of myself that I never knew existed.” Yes, Harvard students have seen the light. And it’s a giant disco ball...

Author: By Daniel J. Mandel, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Last Night a DJ Saved Our Lives | 2/27/2008 | See Source »

...blush crimson for the stars,” post short blurbs on what they claim are the exploits of “campus celebrities,” including Undergraduate Council President Matthew L. Sundquist ’09 (he “used to have neon yellow hair,” the site explains), and sex blogger Lena Chen...

Author: By Maxwell L. Child, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Gossip Geek Gains Ground | 2/25/2008 | See Source »

...night last fall, as I sat in a lecture hall watching a documentary for my history class about British human rights abuses in colonial Kenya, I was struck by a familiar feeling of hopelessness. I saw myself and my peers leaving our neon green seats of Science Center E, knowing that each of us would snap back into our lives at Harvard, complete with dining-hall menus and shuttle schedules, and leave the somber thoughts of detention camps behind...

Author: By Megan A. Shutzer | Title: The Will to Move On | 2/11/2008 | See Source »

...simply lack direction. We’ve grown up aware of the enormity of war, torture and corruption. So though we can (and often do) try to learn about the tragedies of our world, we also have to learn to live with them. We set up from our neon-green seats caring, frustrated, but with a need to move...

Author: By Megan A. Shutzer | Title: The Will to Move On | 2/11/2008 | See Source »

...hours away by rail. He's going to miss his connection. Around him hundreds of people, all hoping to find seats, push toward an opening in the metal fence surrounding the station as a police officer shouts into a megaphone, calling for order. The hands of the giant neon green station clock tick closer to Gao's 9:56 p.m. departure time, but the line is as frozen as the temperature. "There's nothing I can do," he says. "I don't think I'll be getting on that train...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: China On Ice | 1/31/2008 | See Source »

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