For Damien DiPaola, the drama on Hanover Street unfolds like clockwork every Thursday, Friday, and Saturday night. Young people, stumbling home from Faneuil Hall bars, shouting and screeching into cellphones. Downing beers and vomiting ‘‘like it’s South Beach,’’ he said. Choosing the front doorway of DiPaola’s upscale Italian restaurant to, er, answer nature’s 2a.m. call.
Seldom, he said, is there a police officer in sight. ‘‘This is a reality show,’’ said DiPaola, a lifelong North End resident who lives above his restaurant. ‘‘It’s ‘Jersey Shore’ on steroids.’’