Last week, students moaned the unfortunate closure of our beloved Papa Razzi. In a cry of despair, Jane Hoya voiced what many of us were thinking:

THIS IS A TRAGEDY!!

doo$h, as always, provided some helpful insight. And a moment to reflect with Cafe Milano’s lobby-elevator-just plain awful music.

Hey, let’s take a break from crucifying blog editors and get back to the real issue. How am I supposed to get laid without this restaurant? It was great for dates. The food was good, it was pretty cheap but looked nice, and it was kind of loud so if you said anything awkward you could just pretend she misheard you. Now what am I supposed to do? Take a girl to Cafe Milano? Right, I’m going to spend 75 bucks to sit next to a Saudi guy getting assassinated by Pakistan. But it’s either that or go all the way to Texas just to play Super Mario Bros.
Also, check out http://www.cafemilano.net/ for the most ridiculous music

And last but not least, some Californian owner of Palm Desert Marijuana Dispensary apparently found our article on dispensaries in DC pretty useful.

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