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So mote it be

An overgrown tree obscures the full moon. Lightning flickers in the dark sky. Thunder growls in the distance.

by MOLLY PETRILLA

Starving your sanity

You're a freshman, a neophyte in the real world. As Friday night rolls around, you and your friends sashay into a swanky downtown eatery, swarm a booth, peruse the menu and maybe even order some drinks if your fake is decent or the place doesn't card.

by MICHELLE DUBERT

128 Ounces 'Til Morning

It's barely 11:35 p.m. when the first freshman of the night starts throwing up in the women's bathroom.

by YONA SILVERMAN

Minesweeper

Two weeks before Samuel Reeves' senior year at Penn, he and his business partner Josh Koplin were strapped into a DC-10 airplane spiraling over Kabul with cigarette butts still in the armrests, back from the days when you could relax with a smoke during a particularly rough landing. Before they left, Sam's mother threatened to lie down in front of the airplane.

by MELODY JOY KRAMER

Band of Brothers

Beer. Sex. And maybe Pot. Fraternities are very masculine organizations." So says Wharton senior Joey Shapiro, a member of Tau Epsilon Phi.

by NICKIE HUANG

Let's talk about text baby

Do you like sex? Do you like writing about sex? Do you think people that write about sex are really sexy? Do you think helping people that write about sex write about sex is sexy? This is Jessica Haralson's hook for Quake, an erotica literary magazine forming at Penn.

by JOHN CARROLL

Best of penn '05

Best Chips and Salsa El Azteca 714 Chestnut Street (215) 733-0895 Everyone knows that margaritas and chips and salsa go hand-in-hand.

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898-4SEX

The street is dark. On the list of buzzer numbers, next to the glass double doors and under the blue awning of the tall office complex there is no mention of the agency.

by JESSICA LUSSENHOP

Yes, These Are Real

Well, that's not exactly true. Lisa Lisa isn't actually a girl -- she's a male-to-female transsexual who emcees a drag show at Bob and Barbara's.

by ASHLEY PARKER

She said, She said

*Names have been changed. It's that whole evolution thing, the whole 'I gotta find a man and ain't no one gonna get in my way' thing.

by 34TH STREET

Riding the radio waves

It's 11:30 a.m., and midday host Helen Leicht is almost through the first half of her daily program on WXPN-FM.

by TOM KURLAND

On the verge

It's a foggy night in Philadelphia, mid-week, cold, humid, not at all favorable conditions for going out.

by EUGENIA SALVO

Blind Date

It sucks to be dateless on Valentine's Day, and though this may shock many of you, even Street editors sometimes find themselves single on the eve of February 14.

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You spin me round round like a frisbee

Ka-ching is a pleasing sound to all disc golfers," says Tournament Director Tom Snyder. He's referring to the noise his disc just made as it landed in hole two of the Sedgley Woods Disc Golf Course in northern Philadelphia.

by KEVIN LO

After the sky falls

One of the most striking features of West Philadelphia's skyline is the spire of Christ Memorial Church at the corner of 43rd and Chestnut.

by MANDA VAN

Under the Surface

At seven in the morning Carl crouches beneath the intersection of 16th and JFK, picks up his guitar and plays the blues.

by REBECCA DALZELL

Meet Andrew and his Cocker

This article appeared in the December 9th joke issue. College junior, Noble's got dark brown hair and dimples, and though he's almost 22, he readily admits that he still gets carded at Mad4Mex every time he goes. "By now it's a joke, but, I mean, it's kind of crazy.

by AG INA

Banding together

Almost 9:30 p.m. Marc looks anxious. He paces, he jokes, but really he is thinking about Ric. Ric, meanwhile, is on his way to a shady bar on the edge of a shopping center in Bensalem, PA, from Delaware.

by EUGENIA SALVO

Dead on the inside

Photo essay by Ian Zuckerman

by 34TH STREET

Frazier's gym

"I want to help my brother-man. That's why I put the gym here," Joe Frazier says, kicking shut the door to his office, which sits above the Frazier Gym in North Philadelphia.

by 34TH STREET

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