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Ms. Film Roars into Town

We've all played around with camcorders at some point, and we've all had delusions of Hollywood excess. If you're really cool, maybe you even made it as an extra on Dawson's Creek at some point.


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Pretty Girls Make Graves

I have to admit that I didn't know what to expect from an alleged punk band with no previous full-length releases and a name derived from a Jack Kerouac autobiography.


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The Phoenix Takes Flight

Since 1997, students and community residents from all over the Triangle have gathered at the East Campus Coffeehouse Wednesday or Thursday nights to revel in the most universal of art forms: poetry.


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The Truth:

A few years ago, in my early years at Duke, among Busch Light and polo shirts, I followed hushed voices to a West Campus bench.


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Corgan's Zwan Song

While Billy Corgan's work-hard, work-hard mentality may have been the force that ultimately smashed the Smashing Pumpkins, his serious approach to music produced artful, profound, post-grunge rock...


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On the Road

If my study abroad session in London has turned me into the Recess foreign correspondent, then we're all in big trouble. This just in: I've been drunk ever since I got here.


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Taste: Greek Treat

Walk through Brightleaf Square and you know it's somewhere around here but you can't quite - ah - far left corner. Theo's Kellari.


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Tech: Party on, Mario!

It's a cold Saturday night. Snow falls on a windswept West Campus quad. You're out of booze and you smoked your last jay this afternoon.


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Arts: Manbites Devils

Symbiotic relationships seem to occur as much in art as they do in science - take it from Visiting Lecturer of Theater Studies Jay O'Berski, who notes the give and take between Duke's drama...


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Film: A Nocturne Detached

The hardest thing in the world is just to say something. Because when we try to, meaning is thrown in, as is morality; some sort of glint or twinge that evokes a purpose.