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...back from seeing "Titanic" at the Sony Fresh Pond Cinema, I decided I had had enough. Most Americans do not end their movie experience clawing their way up a muddy hillside, grasping onto prickly pine branches for dear life, and I wasn't going to finish off another Saturday night like that ever again...

Author: By Adam I. Arenson, | Title: Technicolor Dreams and Hillside Blues | 2/20/1998 | See Source »

...Monday morning, I was on the phone. I called the Cambridge Public Works department and patiently explained how Harvard students often go to Fresh Pond. I explained how they take the T to Alewife, wait for a green light and use the crosswalk over the Alewife Brook Parkway, walk across the bridge that spans the railroad tracks and then, with the movie theaters in sight, they, ahem, scamper down the hill...

Author: By Adam I. Arenson, | Title: Technicolor Dreams and Hillside Blues | 2/20/1998 | See Source »

Next I called John Carlyle, the director of public relations for Mass Highway. He said he would look into my problem, but called back later in the day to say that the plans that showed who owned the hill-side in question--the Fresh Pond mall or the state--were in another office and weren't accessible...

Author: By Adam I. Arenson, | Title: Technicolor Dreams and Hillside Blues | 2/20/1998 | See Source »

...Massachusetts Highway Department then sounded like the owner, but as of press time I didn't know for sure. The other potential owner, the Fresh Pond mall management, did not return my calls. Carlyle did say that anyone who wanted to lobby for a stairwell could write to the highway department (519 Appleton St., Arlington, Mass., 02174) and that the department would forward complaints to the rightful owner. Once such a complaint is filed, Carlyle helpfully explained, "A determination would be made about what portion of the land we actually own and we would go from there...

Author: By Adam I. Arenson, | Title: Technicolor Dreams and Hillside Blues | 2/20/1998 | See Source »

...Japanese city dwellers, used to even snazzier Vuitton and Panasonic pleasures, Nagano has the charm of a big city's drawling country cousin, an apple-cheeked, wood-burning relative still known to eat raw horsemeat and pond snails and crickets. In a chestnut-filled village just 30 min. from central Nagano, a ruddy-faced high school boy gets off his bike to walk a visitor to his destination. An old woman at a country bus station counts out change with an abacus. The driver of a Highland Express cab (working 24-hr. shifts) is a robust woman with a basket...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Nagano 1998: Into The Heartland | 2/16/1998 | See Source »

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