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...Adams House—is enforcing dining restrictions, it’s time to fight back with this guide to vigilante justice. 1) Publicly allege that Adams has returned to its elitist roots and discriminates against whatever race you happen to be. 2) Revenge and prosper: empty the toilet paper roll dispenser, conveniently located on your way out. 3) Go to breakfast. Strike the gong. Escape as sleep-addled Adamsians struggle to apprehend you. 4) Go to lunch. Strike the gong. Accuse a nearby resident. 5) Switch the placards in the Adams tunnels, forever stranding residents in the labyrinth under...
...gift shop” feature—and make a charitable donation while you’re at it. The gift shop, launched last week, allows members to send their friends an icon of anything from a box of cyber chocolates to a roll of toilet paper. The shop is the brainchild of recent Harvard alums and current Facebook employees, Jared S. Morgenstern ’03 and William P. Chen ’06, according to Facebook spokeswoman Brandee D. Barker. In February, every member’s first gift is free and each subsequent present costs a dollar...
...Assistant to the Master Larry J. Peterson shortly before 6 p.m. on Feb. 8. The e-mail, with the subject line “URGENT,” announced “major pipe back-up problems” and urged residents not to “flush your toilet until it is announced otherwise.” According to Quincy House Building Manager Ronald W. Levesque, a blockage in Quincy’s pipe system had existed for months. But it was unlikely to be detected until it ultimately backed up to the point of flooding, which happened Thursday...
...window swung open, flakes of peeling paint as well as a shower of dust fell to the floor. The only furniture in the room was three narrow beds of rough wooden planks, one against the wall, the other two stacked one on top of the other. A cement toilet was built into one corner. Never in my life had I been in or even imagined a place so primitive and filthy. The guard came back with several sheets of toilet paper of the roughest kind, which she handed to me through a small square window in the door...
...Gradually I realized that the tiny room had no windows. However, the door fitted badly; a thin thread of light seeped through the gap. When my eyes became accustomed to the darkness, I saw vaguely that there was a wooden board on the dusty floor and a cement toilet in the corner. The room was no more than about five feet square. The handcuffs felt different. They were much heavier and thicker, with a square edge, not rounded like the others I had worn. My hands felt hot, and my fingers were stiff. I did not know how long...