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Downhill Putt

Inspired by an affinity for miniatures (he has a miniature Dachshund and his wife is quite small), my father, Harold Schmidt, builds the Hole-in-One mini-golf course in the spring of 1979.

by MATTHE HAMITY

Six feet under

There's plenty of funerals on Saturdays," Paul says when we are driving back, "you know, people are off and got the time to go." And so, the Saturdays here start early and don't wind up until the late afternoon. The viewing is nine to eleven with service and burial following.

by ALEX DUBILET

Ordinary people

The little boy in John Legend doesn't come out until his album comes on. He's an animated person normally, sure, but play a little of his album and an excited smile begins to light up across his face.

by ALEX KOPPELMAN

Waiting for marriage

Cindy is small and pretty, soft-spoken yet animated. She arrived at Penn to study Education and Linguistics two years ago, and very quickly she met Mark*, a fellow graduate student, through the Penn Graduate Christian Fellowship.

by YONA SILVERMAN

Pat Hines' Quizo

It's Monday night, and the team hasn't arrived. Worse yet, it's nearly half past nine, and the bar is beginning to fill up. "I don't know where they are," the bouncer says, widening his eyes.

by ASHLEY PARKER

From the basement to the billboards

14 years ago, 18-year-old Matt Jacobson dialed Germany from a Kinko's fax line. On a hunch, he asked to speak to the CEO of Nuclear Blast Records, a German heavy metal record label, and asked if he could open and run its American distribution satellite office.

by ZACH SMITH

"I'm rich in comparison to a lot of people."

At 3:30 a.m. on January 15, 2001, three prisoners held in Oklahoma State Penitentiary's "Super Max" underground security prison pried the toilets loose from their cells and crawled through the plumbing system.

by CLAYTON NEUMAN

Going bananas for The Cave

"The louder you get, the more they take off." And apparently, the more it flops around. Hips gyrate and pelvises thrust, whether two feet are on the floor or in the air. If the men of The Cave are not bumping and grinding to some Now That's What I Call Music track, they are in a handstand, rubbing their members against the wall. The butt wiggles, the body slithers and girls are going nuts.

by KATHERINE HERRUP

Sophomore Slump

Jesse Malin is just a fan, except he's not. He's played on stage with Bruce Springsteen, worked with Joey Ramone, opened for Kiss and had a small role in Bringing Out the Dead, which he proudly proclaims is "the worst [Martin] Scorsese movie, except it has a great soundtrack." But none of those feats compares to the pressure of releasing a sophomore album.

by EUGENIA SALVO

Been There, Done That

You know a store is doing something right when even the employees become compulsive shoppers. That being said, Echochic is both a cozy, welcoming boutique and an incredibly successful business.

by JENNIFER MACHIAVERNA

Best of Penn '04

"Have you ever done it in water?" Tai Fraiser of Clueless has. And if not, here's your chance.

by 34TH STREET

4th annual 34th Street Magazine Writing Contest

Welcome to the 4th annual 34th Street Magazine Writing Contest. We received almost 50 submissions this year - the poem and work of fiction that follow are the best of the best.

by 34TH STREET

"We have to talk."

July 10, 2003 seemed like just another day at work for Sam,* a College junior. He was at his on-campus summer job updating databases when his cell phone rang.

by MOLLY PETRILLA

A taste of The Plough & The Stars

At "the Plough & the Stars," a popular Irish-themed bar and restaurant tucked into an out-of-the-way corner of Old City, the staff is well-acquainted with the Penn crowd.

by EUGENE NOVIKOV

The meat of the issue

Proclaimed America's most obese city in 1999 by a USA Today study, Philadelphia finds itself compelled to reconsider its beloved cheese steak's central cultural role.

by MAGGIE HENNEFELD

Frog Pose hurts my knees, but that's okay

Somebody's farting. Somebody's falling. Somebody's flexing her hips in preparation for a Valentine's rendezvous.

by TIMOTHY GUNATILAKA

The Cuban triumverate

Castro. Communism. Cigars. For the average American, talk of Cuba is limited to these three Cs, despite an ongoing fascination with the once-rogue nation that began in the late 1950s and early 1960s.

by JOHN CARROLL

Yiddish Fever

Eight people sit around the dining room table inside 1738 Academy Lane. Atop the blue floral tablecloth are a bottle of Dr. Brown's black cherry soda, apple juice, tea and an assortment of other kosher for Passover foods.

by MARLA DUNN

The story of Shannon Schieber

At 2:04:22 a.m., as the night of May 6, 1998 slipped into the day of May 7, Parmatma Greeley called 911. Greeley: "Hello.

by 34TH STREET

Behind the Repenting

I'm in a plane 35,000 feet above Philadelphia with He Is, the hottest up-and-coming rock band in the United States, and we're all about to die. "Get on your knees!" lead singer Thomas Plant yells to a comely blonde in front of him.

by 34TH STREET

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