[SPOILER WARNING FOR THE 1995 FILM SE7EN!!] Thirty years ago, during the first half of 1996, I was a 29-year-old living with his girlfriend in a third-floor corner apartment in Somerville, a short walk from both Davis and Porter Squares. I was either still miserably toiling as an Assistant Registrar at Brandeis University, or I … Continue reading A radical updating of my priors on Se7en →