picket fence panic
Imagine for a minute that you graduated from Brown University. you spent most of your life in the quiet suburbs of a back-seat city, thinking about how to get to your place in the world. You moved to boston, a lively big little town, to be closer to your new job as flower shop regional manager. A few more years of this, and you can finally move outside the city, with your own lawn, a garage, and a seperate bedroom for the newest family addition. And you’re driving from work on mass ave tomorrow to pick your daughter up from soccer, and there are over 300 people who are limping, dressed as horror movie extras lurching through harvard square, screaming “brains” and wiping their bloody, dirt-caked clothing all over the 96 bus windows.

Tomorrow at 630!
Davis Square - harvard.
You should come, it'll be hilarious.