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- 1. originalmag.com originalmag.com features &Art 4 / third time’s a charm In every issue 9 People we like Mayor Luke Ravenstahl 5 Minutes With— Katie Harris Brian Tolbert & Thomas Agnew Salvator Merante Budai 27 on campus Redeye Theatre Project Ray Jones Projects In Marketing Campus Freebies Faith Adiele Architectural Studies 39 Around town Artists Image Resource Tazza D’Oro Sorrento’s Pizza Roma Three Rivers Arts Festival Silk Screen Film Festival Unicorn Mountain Carnegie Science Center Pittsburgh.craigslist.org Homewood Community Garden 58 community guide Bloomfield etc 2 / Whodunnit 6 / Since We’ve Been Gone 7 / Editor’s Photo 98 / Neon Meat Dream 100 / Parting Shot: Hoppin’ Music SOME GOOD ADVICE substance abuse: When one thinks of the term substance abuse, Doritos don't necessarily come to mind. I'm here to amend that. Seemingly harmless and available everywhere, this snack infiltrates your subconscious, creating an addiction that the consumer never notices. There was a time when things were simpler, with a choice between Nacho Cheesier and Cooler Ranch (always the latter). Now? The underground market has grown, and Frito-Lay has responded. They've made it so that you don't even have to eat meals anymore—with such flavors as Zesty Taco, Toasted Corn, Cheeseburger, and Ranchero, who needs to go grocery shopping? Don't give in. I've been down that road, and it's dark and cold. Resist.—lydia Pudzianowski ☛ Who can’t use a little good advice? To help you out with the little things in life, we’ve turned to some of the wisest people we know: our very own executive board. Just like the best fortunes in Chinese-food cook- ies, you’ll find their brand of wisdom cropping up when you least expect it throughout the magazine. (Despite our best efforts, MSG is not included.) Guy chat. A brief conversation with the genius behind Girl Talk. Interview IAN LONG / Photo ANDREW STRASSER 78 It's easy to underestimate just how much personality lies beneath the flesh of local students—or should we say within it? As Mommy taught us, everybody is their own one-of-a-kind snowflake, and here are several local stellas and studs whose uniqueness is literally etched into their bodies. TExt CHRISTEN DICLAUDIO photos OHAD CADJI 82 Untitled, 5:07 minutes John Tronsor This video is the writing and erasing of each word from selections of text from two different sources. The first is Jacques Derrida's Writing and Difference and the second is from Ludwig Wittgenstein's Blue and Brown Books. The speed of both the video and sound are altered throughout the film. ❡Although the video has been left untitled, an aptly suited name for the piece may be "Palimpsest". The video was edited by Jason Georgiades. To view the video or get more info, email John at * jet28@pitt.edu. 76 Head up Highland Ave. It stretches from 5th Ave. across Shadyside and Penn Circle all the way up through Highland Park and into the park itself. The 71A and 500 bus routes wind up there from Pitt’s campus. The reservoir (but sorry, no swimming), along with plenty of shaded plots of grass to lie upon, pavilions for parties and an im- pressive set of gardens and benches surrounding a huge fountain. Great photo ops, great atmosphere, and it’s on top of a hill. Also, right down the street on Highland is Enrico’s Tazza D’Oro coffee shop (see p. 44), the best in Pittsburgh. 1 WITHIN THE CITYSCAPE This is the storyof two students determined to make an article happen. The idea was to highlight the parks and GREEN SPACES HIDDEN THROUGHOUT THE CITY PROPER. Our names are JEFF RIEGER and OHAD CADJI. It’s been me behind the wheel (I’m Jeff) and Ohad with his camera riding shotgun, cruising around Pittsburgh looking for parking spaces… so we could go to the park, of course. And it started with HIGHLAND PARK. Reservoir Paradise A concrete beach after bleached blue railing squares a once-garden, clover and brick crumbling under this summer sun. Shadow reflections over shallow reservoirs, trees on the path's perimeter, just past the dying grass their thirst builds into a whirl, swayed vain in waves, draws a cloud to pass; And now the sun dying lyingly in skies vastness lazily turning to a streaked and shackled starburst drawn down over rooftops on this bare haven. Nothing happens here: the water drinks itself in ripples of gossip waves I once remembered at the beach, a child wrapping himself in towels and staring over the cold waves, wind and water, pulling his toes from the sand and hoping for paradise smiling invisible on a passing island oasis in the sea. Escape 90