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They may not be willing to admit it, but some kids landed in Cambridge dying to sport the cotton luxury of grey and crimson: the classy splendor of DHAs...

Author: By Rachel T. Lipson, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: DHA’s Sweats, No Sweat Required | 11/12/2009 | See Source »

...admit that I was a little annoyed when I had to take Dunster Street instead of Holyoke Street so Jon Hamm could stand around and look pretty for the cameras, but I get just as annoyed when I can’t find my cell phone or my pillow falls off my top bunk. I face these obstacles on a daily basis—I think I can handle filming for a couple of weeks...

Author: By Kathryn C. Reed, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: Rant: Filming on Campus | 11/12/2009 | See Source »

...admit it. The glasses were entirely fake. I have 20/20 vision. But for several weeks, I wore those lenses almost every day. And I wore them with pride. Having the glasses encouraged me to go to Lamont to do work, as though I simply belonged there now that I had the right equipment. I relished the moment when, curled up in a chair on the first floor reading room, engrossed in George Eliot, I slowly removed my glasses with a nonchalant sigh and rubbed by tired eyes, before carefully placing the glasses back on my head and returning...

Author: By Julia M. Spiro, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: I Can See Clearly Now | 11/12/2009 | See Source »

...regrets from the final table? I'm pretty critical of how I play, and I'm not afraid to admit when I think I've played badly. When it got down to two of us, I had $135 million in chips, but I think Darvin definitely outplayed me at first. There was a point where he had me down to $40 million in chips. Thankfully, I came back. I knew if I just made good decisions, I could turn things around...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Joe Cada, Poker's New Champion | 11/11/2009 | See Source »

...these anxieties and prejudices that I approached Edward Snow’s new translation of Rainer Maria Rilke, the early 20th century poet who wrote in German (though he was born in Prague, at the time under Austro-Hungarian control). Before I evaluate the translation, I must admit that I do not speak a single word of German. Accordingly, I will address the book as a reader for whom it was intended: one who does not know the language and therefore needs another to present Rilke’s poetical universe...

Author: By Adam L. Palay, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: Revisiting Rilke's Translations | 11/10/2009 | See Source »

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