A Swedish art collective has brought a series of extremely detailed rodent-friendly art installations to our streets.

After two years of empty offices and desolate sidewalks, the streets in and around the Financial District are crackling back to life.

Some truly beautiful options for our beloved Commonwealth.

There are hardly any restaurants in Boston still serving traditional baked beans—so why on Earth are we still calling ourselves “Beantown”? It’s finally time to shelve the city’s canned nickname for good.

Their predecessors had way more vision, and a better sense of humor.

It feels that way, but so do so many things these days.

Following a 34-year hiatus, the U.S. Open Championship is once again coming to The Country Club in Brookline this month. But nothing will ever compare to my afternoon on those hallowed links with Jack Nicholson.

We’re rethinking how streets ought to be used in all of our neighborhoods, and that’s a very good thing.

In yet another cool thing happening on the water this summer, keep your eyes peeled for a “water cannon display.”

Los Angeles had Charles Manson, Seattle had “The Green River Killer” Gary Ridgway, but before that, Provincetown had Tony Costa. This is the untold story of the Cape’s most notorious serial killer.

Which Celtics jersey sells best? Are we headed for a recession? And what’s it like to buy an Italian soccer team? Investment wiz and C’s co-owner Steve Pagliuca has all the answers.

What do we buy when we purchase a pair of sneakers? With an innovative new owner and a very 21st-century way of doing business, iconic brand Reebok—darling of ’80s yuppies and ’90s NBA stars—is hoping it knows the answer.

Apps, brick-and-mortar sports books, media blitzes, podcasts, ads, free cash. They’re all coming to entice you to gamble on sports. Some of them are already here.

Julia S. Powell’s dreamy, nature-inspired works exist in a place only the viewer knows.

Bookworms, mark your calendars. There’s a new literary destination in town.