They say the New Haven Green is sitting atop buildings from way back. When it was discovered, the archeologists wanted to do a dig, but the local uproar over putting the Green off limits for years put the kabash to it. 
Now, whenever I go to concerts on the Green I bring a soup spoon and spend my time clandestinely digging while listening to the concert. I’m looking for just that one artifact that will make me famous, rich or notorious.

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