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Weeks in the Summer

People canoe under Weeks footbridge on the Charles River in mid-June.

Dragon Boat Festival

People gather during the annual Boston Dragon Boat Festival on the Charles River in mid-June. The festival included dragon boat races, cultural performances, and aimed to foster friendship among its attendees.

Dudes with Babies

Dominic DeJesus, left, saw Harvard Sustainability employee Colin Durrant before crossing Hampshire Street in Inman Square in July. DeJesus explains, "you see a dude with a baby and you're a dude with a baby and you're like hey!"

Reading on the Bank

Yohann Jouin-Sellez reads a book on the Boston side of the Charles River in mid-July. A french native, he now lives in Boston.

Summer in Boston 2014

A collection of photographs of life in and around Boston made by Crimson photographers during the summer of 2014.

At Water's Edge

A boat rests at Long Wharf-North in Boston in June.

Winter in the Summer

The view up of the intersection of Tremont and Winter streets near Boston Common on a hot Sunday afternoon in July. Many tourists and locals visit Boston Common during the summer to walk the Freedom Trail or sit in the park.

Sand Statue

A sculpture stands at the annual Revere Beach National Sand Sculpting Festival, which lasted from July 18th to July 20th. Sculptors had a total of 24 hours to complete their pieces.

Sand Sculpting

A sand castle stands at the annual Revere Beach National Sand Sculpting Festival, which lasted from July 18th to July 20th. The Festival attracted a wide variety of locals and tourists throughout the weekend.

Music in the Summer

A musician plays for commuters in the Harvard Square subway station in May.

An Evil Woman

Travellers are too often tricked into thinking that the authentic of a place its in its orthodox, its normative.

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I Met a British Spy

I met a British spy on the train.

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Transatlanticism

It’s weird being in a country where things just seem to work.

Away in Argentina

After two months, I returned to the U.S., showing not joy or sorrow, for I felt neither.

Land of Fog

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Land of Fog

I don’t trust that the sky will wax dark or that day will become night, but I’m not fearful either way. Here, I can believe in perpetuity.

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I Am Not at a Cafe

Fantasies are amusing to have, but in the end reality always wins.

Harvard Test Drives L.A.

Los Angeles, babe, you’re not looking so hot.

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Adventures in Separation and Spain