The other night I got the strangest voicemail ever. I was helping Satchel make his way from Cambridge to Brookline via teh telephone when I got the phone call; I didn’t answer but the caller left a message. This was the message:
“Hey Mike, it’s Lauren. We met a while back on Newbury St. and, you [...]
In the ten months that I have been living in Boston I have found myself going on many first dates, that’s one for every month. Although the majority of them were in a two month time frame. I present to you my evidence that the dating scene in Boston is absolutely dreadful.
Date 1
Dinner at The [...]
Sunday evening, whilst on their way to get delicious ice-cream from JP Licks, Ryan and Rebecca were stopped by a man on the street, a homeless man. This homeless man was different than most of the rest though, he was offering something in exchange for money: poetry. The homeless man was somewhat of a poet [...]
Read more »»There is this woman who stands on the corner or Beacon and Harvard in Coolidge Corner some Sunday mornings screaming “ANIMAL ABUSE!” She is tall and lanky, with military short light brown to gray hair, grayish skin and a look pure carnage. She has two poster board signs, one in her hand, which reads “Sign [...]
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