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...First-Year Social Committee hosted an alternative to the River Run. Hundreds of pajama-clad freshmen crowded into Annenberg Hall for a “slumber party,” where some students designed matching T-shirts for members of their blocking groups...

Author: By Tyler G. Hale, Sirui Li, and Keren E. Rohe, CONTRIBUTING WRITERS | Title: Freshmen Rethink River Run Rituals | 3/11/2010 | See Source »

...home, pajama-clad and well-rested for what feels like the first time in ten years, you may realize how quiet life is without Dins or Kroks serenading you at preposterously-named jams every weekend. But never fear! Some of Harvard’s a capella groups will be touring major cities in and out of the U.S. to fill your ears with music, your hearts with joy, and maybe their pockets with proceeds from selling CDs along...

Author: By Julie R. Barzilay, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Jamming During J-Term | 1/7/2010 | See Source »

...it’s not all sunshine and rainbows. Your room is going to be old. You might even see some cockroaches. And if you live in Claverly, there aren’t underground tunnels to allow a leisurly pajama-clad walk to the d-hall...

Author: By Lauren D. Kiel | Title: The Housing Crisis: Adams House | 3/13/2009 | See Source »

...throngs of striving entrepreneurs, the city is defined by its intimate sense of neighborhood, what Girard calls its "lived-in-ness." Walk Shanghai's alleyways at night and inhale the smell of braised pork wafting out of a communal kitchen, hear the slap of a shuttlecock struck by a pajama-clad girl, catch a glimpse of a chandelier in a threadbare bedroom-once part of a ballroom in some silk merchant's mansion, now subdivided to house a dozen families. Yet I know this Shanghai-my Shanghai, Girard's Shanghai-is vanishing. All that will be left are these phantom...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Disappearing Act | 5/3/2007 | See Source »

...where are the firemen?” “What is she doing at Eliot House this late?” “Oh my god, it’s my CS 50 TF!” While the crowd was beginning to focus on the embarrassed, pajama-clad visitors in its midst, the sound of sirens announced the arrival of a fire truck. Out poured the firemen, who, making clear that it was not a drill, ran into the building to assess the situation. By the time they came back out, word had already spread: false alarm...

Author: By The Crimson Staff | Title: Sewage, Sirens, and Swear Words | 11/14/2006 | See Source »

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