In your hometown, you can’t even go to the grocery store without running into someone who knows your mom. But on spring break? You’re just another face in the crowd of frat bros, beach bums and vacationers who will never cross your path again. What happens on the beach stays on the beach — or so they tell themselves.
John Howard-Devoe.
Simply by name, you may not recognize him. But perhaps his alter ego, “John the Sandwich Guy,” rings a bell. You know, the one who loves tweeting about Warren’s cranberry chicken...
I’m walking down Commonwealth Avenue, rueing the day I ever signed up for four 8 a.m. classes a week, when I catch a glimpse of a girl I met in my high school modern dance class. I’d rather not go...
