I spent some free time in Boston a few weeks ago, and revisited old haunts.
From 1985, once we left the creepy Y (where we went right off the plane), my sister Gillian and I lived in this Fenway neighborhood, in this Fenway building, for the next six years. It's at the end of Westland, which is itself right across from the Christian Science Center, home of the lovely reflecting pool and fountain.
We lived in the unit just above the door, as I recall -- the one with the bow window. We also lived briefly on the ground level. It was a nice place to live, except that I was mugged once at gunpoint near our front door.
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