Smarmy Alligator

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I think I realized why I feel so at home in Boston, why I loved it almost instantly. Boston clings as tenaciously to its history as I do to mine. It feeds on its history, it obsesses over its history, it seizes every opportunity to talk about its history and point out significant features and events. History settles over the landscape of Boston like a fine, golden dust. Things that are happening right now in Boston are already history; you can almost hear the city figuring out how it’s going to tell the story later on, in the future.

I am the same way. Me and Boston, we’re like soulmates.

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Written by laura k

July 10, 2003 at 4:35 pm

Posted in Uncategorized

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