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...most noticeable item in the window of Montrose Spa, a small convenience store and sandwich shop up Mass. Ave. toward Porter Square, is a t-shirt bearing the text “02138: The world’s most opinionated zip code.” The sartorial statement has become a best-seller—a testament to confidence (at least among Montrose Spa clientele) in the slogan’s veritas...

Author: By J.s. Zdeb, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Digits with Attitude | 2/14/2002 | See Source »

...don’t wear a jacket so I won’t have to keep running to put it on when I go outside,” McClary says. “But I’m wearing a t-shirt and undershirt, so it’s not too bad,” he adds...

Author: By Amit R. Paley, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Day In and Day Out, They Delivery for You | 2/8/2002 | See Source »

...relatively quick and entirely painless—it’s in the interest of national security and I respect that. I just wish they searched that wackjob standing behind me. The one with the pierced eyebrows and the “Your favorite band sucks” t-shirt on. Not because I thought he was a terrorist or anything, I just wanted to see what kind of crazy shit he had in his bag. (“Umm…sort of. It’s both. It actually functions as a dildo and a bong...

Author: By Vali D. Chandrasekaran, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: {untitled} | 2/7/2002 | See Source »

...pretty, and so incongruous, hanging upside-down from the ceiling that way. With her long hair dangling downwards, and her breasts molded like two perfect teardrops under her white T-shirt. So pretty. I climbed back up onto the pile of books and kissed her. I felt her tongue on mine. The books tumbled out from under my feet, but I stayed floating in midair, hanging just from her lips...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Israel’s Hippest Voice Speaks Out | 2/1/2002 | See Source »

...pretty, and so incongruous, hanging upside-down from the ceiling that way. With her long hair dangling downwards, and her breasts molded like two perfect teardrops under her white T-shirt. So pretty. I climbed back up onto the pile of books and kissed her. I felt her tongue on mine. The books tumbled out from under my feet, but I stayed floating in midair, hanging just from her lips...

Author: By Amit R. Paley, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Israel's Hippest Voice Speaks Out | 2/1/2002 | See Source »

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