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...Kyoto Protocol can’t just be renewed,” Stavins said. “Our intention with this project is to come up with a scientifically sound, economically rational, and politically pragmatic plan, and the current protocol, most of us would maintain, is none of these...

Author: By Marie C. Kodama, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Harvard To Help Develop New Global Climate Treaty | 7/27/2007 | See Source »

...Filmmakers are naturally collaborative—that’s what we do,” he says. “None of us are used to working by ourselves, so when we’re working on a script, we enjoy helping each other out. It’s a lot more fun to do it that way than to each be really cutthroat...

Author: By Aditi Balakrishna, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: His Lot to Lose | 7/27/2007 | See Source »

...academic adviser,” Viswanathan wrote. “I think that, because he was a Resident Dean, he understood fully the manner in which academic requirements differ across departments, and so he was always reassuring in his advice for what kinds of courses to take, given that none of his advisees was set on a concentration...

Author: By Nathan C. Strauss, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Prominent Dean, History Director Leaves Harvard | 7/27/2007 | See Source »

...street, sitting in my apartment checking my e-mail, sending letters to people in other states. To escape my unease, I stay out all night, party with my roommate and my roommate’s friends, go to Broadway shows, and see live jazz at the Village Vanguard. None of it, though, seems to have a lasting effect. It is impossible to feel isolated because so much is going on. The enormity of the city invades my life and the lives of everyone around me, yet silent walls separate us from each other, creating the disquietude I feel when...

Author: By Kyle L. K. Mcauley | Title: A City of Strangers | 7/26/2007 | See Source »

...crowd of children, as if he had run out of candy. The smaller kids were standing on the outskirts of the riot; they had given up. When he passed a tiny girl, the sailor slipped one last blow pop into her hand. He did it so quietly that none of the other children noticed. He kept walking. The girl’s face broke into a smile...

Author: By Lois E. Beckett | Title: Candy for Africa | 7/26/2007 | See Source »

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