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The Democratic Pleasures of the NYC Health Department Rating System
There is this whiskey bar around the corner from where we live. They sell oysters, too. It’s the kind of place that mines a very specific vibe and mines it very well. Picture floor-to-ceiling windowed...
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Passports Four, Five and Six
“It’s like your whole life’s in there,” a friend remarked once about my fourth passport, flipping through the many stamps on its worn pages with a twinge of jealousy. At the time I was flattered....
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Passports Four, Five and, Finally, Six
Continued from Passports Four, Five and Six. My sixth passport was a long time in coming. Five weeks, six weeks, seven, eight. I began to worry. Perhaps there was some sort of special code that postal...
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What particularly struck us, as we scanned the Lonely Planet travel guide for things to do in Croatia, was the fact that you may ask the monk precisely one question, to which he will answer or not...
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There is a scene in Steven Spielberg’s new film Lincoln in which abolitionist Thaddeus Stevens (Tommy Lee Jones, clearly relishing every moment) stares down his Democratic opponents in the House of...
View ArticleNothing But The Blood
One of Dickens’ antagonists, Ralph Nickelby, boasts he is a man never moved by a pretty face, for he always sees the grinning skull beneath. It’s a vision whose austerity is meant to be an attribute—a...
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It is strange that we come at it so sideways, so often. Brutal asides in Family Guy, the brushed steel gallows humor of stand-up punch lines, the deep horror in Chapelle’s Show so misunderstood, the...
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Saccharine Perspiration Blues
Some friends who used to live in Brooklyn drove in last week and we all thought it would be fun to see what we could see in the penumbras emanating from Corporate Art these days. Kara Walker, a...
View ArticleThe Roaches Of Matrimony
This piece was originally published in 2013. There we were a few months in—hunched on the sheets with our knees crushed up beneath our chins, covers flung out to make a malformed mirror-bed on the...
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