boston globe
Contrary to popular opinion, we love newspapers. We once waited up outside our dorm for our first ever published article, a review of Woody Allen's
Manhattan Murder Mystery. (When the delivery guy showed up, we pretty much attacked him. It was 5:30 a.m., and we were somewhat deranged.) Of course, this makes us a relic; our 14-year-old cousins find newspapers amusing, like an eight-track, or a laserdisc player. (If they knew what either of those were, that is.)
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