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...Tufts. Throwing all of our faith into the genial man, we soon found ourselves en route to frat row. As we drifted along the empty streets, we heard the muffled hum of what we hoped and prayed might just be Ke$ha. Desperately and sketchily, we leaned out the window and asked (demanded? Leeringly yelled?) the first collegiate-looking bunch we saw on the street where we could break a move or maybe find a quasi-pseudo-valentine. They pointed—probably just out of fear—to the closest frat house in sight...
...head for, to climb to the top. They’d never done it. We’re on the ramparts, and there’s a staircase weaving around the tower. There are turrets. We discuss places where Rubin and Dave can have their first concert: out a window, above the portcullis. This is the realest castle we’ve ever seen. We get as far as we can go, stopped by a wooden door, and the guy who went to reform school gets it open. We’re inside. It’s just a residential...
...exemplary letters seem to be written by graduating seniors. I sit down by the window. On page two: “These small accomplishments, of which I am very proud, are in no way just my accomplishments; they are also yours, for you have given me the opportunity to pursue my dreams. For this, I thank you deeply.” In the preceding paragraphs the writer talks about said accomplishments: traveling to the Rift Valley in Kenya, the experience of establishing five mobile malaria testing and treatment clinics. At the very bottom of the instruction sheet...
When you buy aspirin, you can figure out the side effects without an advanced degree. When you buy zucchini, you can feel confident it won't be toxic. And when you buy movie tickets, you can presume the terms of your purchase won't change after you leave the window...
...written after a ramble around the Hermit Kingdom the year before, heralded the future of the North Korean capital as a lepidopterist's playground that would be the envy of Nabokov: "Fifty years from now," Ko wrote in his 1999 collection Abiding Places, "May this be a city where window-glass butterflies/ Swallowtails, orange tips, duskywings, skippers, blues/ Mourning cloaks, awlets, dryads, ahlbergia & red admirals fill the air." (See 10 things to do in Seoul...