Features

Alumni are, like, old. and stuff.

"You guys fucked up? I'm way ahead of you." Aaron Karo's words set the pace for an evening in which the bartenders served up the most interesting entertainment.

by JAMES SCHNEIDER

Who's Tommy?

Tommy Dinic's is a minimalist place. A countertop with barstools rings a small area where one waitress and three cooks bustle about filling orders.

by ALEX KOPPELMAN

Volcanic

The word 'beautiful' is on everyone's lips at Vesuvio. But owner Michael Anthony D'Adessi's phrase "It's a beautiful thing" couldn't be overused - it's the best way to describe this elegant, but relaxed, family owned Italian restaurant.

by JESSICA LUSSENHOP

Organic Chemistry

Against an afternoon canvas of a gray sky, each store in the strip at 47th and Spruce streets bleeds into the next -- College Laundromat into Productos mexicanos y sudamericanos into Fast Printing into Penn Pizza and Restaurant.

by BEN ROSENAU

3rd Annual Creative Writing Contest

This is the third annual literary contest, run by 34th Street in conjunction with Penn Review Literary Magazine. We received a high number of strong submissions this year in both poetry and prose.

by BETH FALKOF

Off-campus Living

University City and Center City are great -- but there's only so much Stephen Starr, Smokey Joe's and Art Museum you can take.

by DAN MCQUADE

Last Call

It's around three o'clock Monday afternoon in the Palladium. It's dark, with light coming in through the half-open curtains, illuminating the dust that comes off of every crevice of the old, wooden interior. The dining room is closed and of the six bar stools, four are vacant, as are two of the three couches, but the conversation rages on.

by DANIEL MCQUADE

Mission Statement

Late on a Tuesday afternoon, the doorbell rings. Through the peephole are two college-aged men dressed in slacks, short-sleeve white button down shirts and ties.

by DEAN AGNOS

Arresting Photography

Last Friday, March 14, I attended a conference in Jersey City sponsored by the National Press Photographers Association.

by ASHER HAWKINS

Sam and Matt Sittin' in a Tree

After waiting in the conference room of The Four Seasons for twenty minutes, anxious to meet the most famous person I have ever met to date (but trying to play it cool), Matt Damon finally arrives.

by SAMUEL WASSERMAN

Street Feature: Anonymous and alone

It got so that he could finish a bottle of vodka on his own. His addiction, though, seemed more like a mixed drink than a straight shot: multiple blackouts, messy breakups, angry bosses calling home. No bars here, just basements, buddies and booze.

by JO PIAZZA

Street Feature: Fighting Quakers!

My alarm goes off at 5:25 a.m. on a Wednesday morning. I don't have classes on Wednesdays, and, unless my housemates are having a fire drill, there is absolutely no reason why I, your average second semester College senior, should be up this early.

by TIM DONZA

Last Call

It all began as a naive attempt to unveil the Penn experience from within. Five editors and a lone photographer immersed themselves in a bar crawl along the edges of campus--observing, writing, drinking, observing, drinking, writing, drinking and drinking--with the belief that when morning came around their notes would be insightful, if decipherable.

by OLIVER BENN

WOTS: Dead On Arrival

Note: Normally, this column is not so disturbing. However, this summer, I found a murdered man in Central Park and it's been messing up my head ever since.

by DAN KAPLAN

Streetscenes: Caricatures with pizazz by olympia

Cacky Calderon, Wharton freshman (left) "We waited in line the entire time for the caricature.... It was the two of us and also two of our good friends, and so she just put four of us on a page.

by BETH FALKOF

Bathed in the Limelight

In the past, your friendly neighborhood Street has not been known for its bubbling Penn Pride or its standards of human decency.

by 34TH STREET

Head of the Class

There are numerous customs a Penn student may exploit in order to finagle a good grade. If you're into the Zach Morris modus operandi, for instance, you'll get your closest Screech-like friend to hack into the elusive Penn InTouch interior and click your B to an A.

by MACY RAYMOND

Fame, and a full ride

Chris and Luke are not hulking figures. They neither look like football players nor have an athletic scholarship for college.

by SUSAN COOK

Swimming Upstream

On an autumn afternoon in 1971, two students and two German Shepherds walked into the office of Penn Provost Curtis Reitz. The students explained to Reitz that Penn had a problem.

by BINYAMIN APPELBAUM

Philadelphia at 4 a.m.

Bensalem, PA Philadelphia Park Race Track By Robin Friedlander It's still dark at Philadelphia Park Race Track and in each of the 25 barns on the backside of the track, Mexican barn hands are muttering in Spanish as they muck stalls and fill water buckets.

by 34TH STREET

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