Opposite the main entrance to Harvard Yard, on Cambridge's Massachusetts Avenue, stands an old four-story, buff brick building. Its first floor is occupied by a haberdasher's shop. Next to the shop is a big black door with gleaming brass street numbers—1324. Most passers-by never notice it. But one night last week important business was afoot at No. 1324 Massachusetts Ave. The big black door swung open ten times, each time admitting a blindfolded youth and an escort. These couples marched up the creaky steps, stood at last in a place where, in its long...
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