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Zachary Bos
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Let’s consider why you don’t find women’s sports exciting.

Endocrinology is unpersuaded.

Servando from Savin Hill says hello!

Finally, someone said it. #standupformen

Just. Go. To. The. Back. Of. The. Bus.

Come for the sun, stay for the fun.

You know, it’s a very different place these past few months. A lot of high-end condo towers going up. The residents are rallying behind a “Save Chinatown” campaign, but it’s not clear if the neighborhood — grime and all — is going to survive this development round in anything like a recognizable form.

Hi Andrew.

Yes.

There was a sidewalk march from Marsh Plaza to Silber Way earlier this month; but otherwise, no reaction at all. Rough timing for any kind of response, given everyone’s involvement with finals and commencement.

This life calls upon each of us, at times, to be heroes. (slices a lime)

Don’t let this history of bad actors stop you. The sun’s just come over the yardarm; it’s time for another drink. #neversurrender

I work at BU now. Thanks for spreading the word about this. #ISupportSiada.

I predict that the next Tanq & Tonic I order will come on little treads and capable of firing eight-pound shells.

I once ordered a G&T in a bar, and was surprised when the drink delivered to the table was the color of weak swamp water: gin with cold unsweetened tea. How could the server have gotten the bartender to make this drink? “No, he SAID gin & tea, so that’s what I need you to give me! The customer is always right, Tito.”

Hey, EH is my former editorial advisee. Good show.

I have yet to be shown what is lost if we take the more cautious approach and not use children (note the verb) for commercial purposes, in any fashion, until they reach the age of majority and are no longer children.

Hi, Tom.

I know how to cook; I’ve done private catering; grew up around restaurants and food service. Yet, our current “signature dish” is: frozen waffles, toasted, over which you get your generous dollop of skim ricotta, your three Tyson’s breaded chicken tenders; your jar sauce; and your slice of deli cheese. Back in the