RECENT BLOGS

La Corniche à Dakar
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A young man hacks his machete at a tattered carcass. It appears to have been a small goat or sheep–it’s hard to tell at this point. Meat hangs off the ribcage in strands. Little is left of the lively animal that once stood tethered to its post, bleating... Read more
Rat City- My Pocket of Allston
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Beyond Packard’s Corner on the Green Line, and just far enough into Allston as anyone is willing to go, is the Harvard Avenue stop, a portal to a world of general lawlessness and debauchery. This is not the Allston of the Boston University frat houses... Read more
Calling All Film Nerds!
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On February 6, from the steps of Remis Auditorium in the Museum of Fine Arts, I watched as a mob full of hipsters barraged Lena Dunham with cameras, compliments, and homemade artwork (I kid you not—one girl even presented Lena with a print of a cupcake)... Read more
Becoming a "Gilmore Girl"
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I am constantly trying to channel my inner Rory Gilmore. While I do consider myself to be pretty quick-witted, I am lacking the ever-constant procession of attractive boyfriends, much to my chagrin. So instead, lately, channeling my inner Rory has... Read more
Living the Water Park Dream
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Ever dreamed of having an entire water park to yourself? I know I have. Like so many American kids, I remember spending hot summer days at parks with tantalizing names—“Water World”, “Raging Waters”—evoking endless hours of fun and copious layers of... Read more
The Freedom Trail
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Have you ever watched the beginning of The Wizard of Oz and thought to yourself, “Where the hell does the red brick road go?” As it turns out, if Dorothy had lied through her teeth to the munchkins, taken the ruby slippers, and hightailed it out of Oz on... Read more
Toasting to Hosting
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For many adolescent students, the abroad experience provides the chance to experience adulthood–to test the waters of the formidable, the enticing, and the rigid realities of life. The lush rolling hills of Ireland, the snow-peppered slopes of the Swiss... Read more
Fate, Luck, and a Touch of Organization.
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As I sit here on a bitterly cold, snowy March morning, it hits me. How in the heck did we make it here? One year ago, if you had told me we would be living in Germany and galavanting around Europe , I would have laughed! It’s incredible how much can... Read more

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