Thanks to the global economic collapse, which has stalled initiated construction projects, Boston's rat population is surging
Residents say that if you jam a leaf blower in the earth virtually anywhere in Allston, furry bottom feeders will be blown out of every crack and hole in sight and rain down like unsavory screeching meatballs. North Enders joke that something similar would happen if you detonate a Parmesan wheel in an alleyway off Hanover Street. Regardless of the variety of horrific, apocryphal rodent tall tales, what's constant is that Boston is suffering through a very real rat infestation, one that is gnawing on nerves from Beacon Hill to Brighton.



