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1. The fourth season

Behind the summer veil of foliage and tourists, the University thrives, supporting a scene of activity as diverse as during the year. The work of an educational institution never ceases, and those lost months find a close-to-school-year population sharing in the provision and collection of Harvard's opportunities.
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2. The nostalgia trap

Just as I have been surprised by every other experience I've had in leaving Harvard, writing this "parting shot" seems (as Dave Barry might put it) like one more Graduation-Thing-I-Never-Expected-To-Do-'Cause-I-Never-Thought-I'd-Have-To-Graduate. Last night was the Senior Slideshow, Talent Show, and gratuitous nostalgia-fest.
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3. Speak softly

--> I spent over three years at the Independent as a staff writer, News Editor, and finally as Managing Editor. To put it mildly, a whole hell of a lot has happened since I got here in September 1998. From my smug position behind a telephone receiver and a computer monitor, I have had a unique opportunity to listen to Harvard students give their opinions on topics ranging from world politics to the new mesclun in the dining halls (our crack copy-editing team has assured me that this is a frou-frou salad and not a peyote-based hallucinogen).
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4. More than wisdom

Down the street from my dorm room is a gate that leads into Harvard Yard. Over it reads the inscription "Enter to grow in wisdom." It's Harvard kitsch, but it's also Harvard arrogance: This, you see, is a place of wisdom, and we are here to become wise. After four years of Harvard, after four years of never-ending sections, popcorn chicken, sexual deprivation, and thousand-page sourcebooks—after all that, I'm not sure that I did what the sign told me to do.
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5. Breaking the banks

With all the benefits and penalties these banks have to offer, no account structure is right for everyone.
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6. Martha's too busy

When writing about decoration, I often wonder about that little fellow or lady discovering his or her brand new college dorm for the first time. And I think with heavy heart and droopy eyelashes: Woe is the meek freshlady walking into her not-so-sweet suite.
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7. Waiting for Gotti, Glumly

There was a time when Hollywood could make a film like Scarface or The Godfather and not feel the need to excuse itself by crippling its mobster protagonists with moral platitudes. Business was business, both for La Cosa Nostra and for film execs. But time has watered down the mobster genre, and with it the magnetism and allure of its protagonists.
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8. Loving Life

Seven years ago, the epigraph to Pulp's album was nearly apologetic: "Please understand. We don't want no trouble. We just want the right to be different. That's all." A far cry from the aggressive words that confront their listeners today: "You've got to Fight to the Death for the Right to Live your Life.
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9. When Julia met Harry

At 14 million books and counting, plus videos, periodicals, microfilms, and probably some shrunken heads, and ancient papyruses, the Harvard library system is huge, intimidating, complicated and on occasion maddeningly frustrating. But it can also be an amazing resource, a gateway to places and thoughts you didn't even know existed, and more to the point just plain fun.
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10. Ward boss

Ward politics—a phrase of deep derision among the chattering classes—gives me a glimmer of hope about the American experiment.
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