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Toscannini's is better than any of the other once plentiful independent ice cream places left in Boston (area), and even in the ice cream heyday only Tuesday's was as good. Clearly the business end of things has some problems, but who cares? Showing more concern for service than food is too ass backwards to waste time over. Perhaps there are more worthy charities, but Boston has enough drawbacks that it seems unkind to take away the ice cream too.

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