Yesterday, I saw a Northeastern kid pushing a laundry cart full of his earthly possessions across the Christian Science Plaza, towards the Pru. Not sure where he was going, but he sure was on the move.
Later, in Harvard Square, a gaggle of squeaky freshmen congregated on the sidewalk. Several were attired in Harvard windbreakers, hats, sweatshirts and the like – just in case you didn’t know where their parents had gotten them into school. One of them squealed, with all the decibels she could muster, “So, like, how do we get to the river????” The group then charted a course towards Porter.
And so it begins.