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...which unabashedly illustrate the rapper’s rise from lowly cocaine slinger to “Rick Ross, Boss,” the high profile trafficker with a successful rap career.On “Deeper than Rap,” Ross continues to tell this customary story of the gangster’s American dream, employing his signature overt metaphors and clever lyrical innuendos to demonstrate his experiences and successes in the drug trade and the rap game. Certainly, the album’s unoriginality is indicative of the times in hip-hop. Though Ross’s album...
...student, alum, or college guidebook will tell you, the Harvard social scene is dismal compared to other universities. Although part of this is because students generally prioritize partying less, another reason is that many organizations that want to hold big functions just don’t have the space. These groups, which serve as valuable networks during the day, are handicapped from exercising their full social potential by their impotency at night. Students are not lacking in initiative, as evidenced by the popularity of the Cambridge Adult Learning Center as a venue for club events at the beginning of this...
...this opportunity is too favorable to let slip by with a characteristic “It’s the UC” eye roll. This weekend, hundreds of prefrosh will descend on campus, and, when they broach the subject of our graveyard social reputation, we can at least tell them that we’re making an honest effort to improve...
Wray lets Will tell his own story half the time, and gives the other half to Detective Ali Lateef, who’s leading the subway-centric manhunt. The novel is ripe with divergent identities: Will and his alter ego, “Lowboy”; his mother Yda and Lowboy’s name for her, “Violet;” Lateef and his given name, “Rufus White.” The alternating perspectives of the narrative themselves constitute a sort of double identity, mirroring the dynamic between the world of institutions above ground...
...that they actually glow under a blacklight. All this is very disconcerting. On your ride over on the plane, you sat between some kid with a BlackBerry who wanted to compare the opportunities for junior politicians at Harvard and Brown and a girl wearing six scarves who wanted to tell you about all the high-school theater shows she had revitalized with her post-Foucaultian directing style. You are just a normal person. It comes out in the course of conversation that you don’t even play the violin...