Echoes of Echoes: Exploiting the temporary nature of walls
I am almost fully certain that I am soulmates with a dead person. His name, fittingly, is Sol. Sol LeWitt, 1928-2007, […]
Read moreOutskirts: Going Graphic
One day, I had to be between the ages of 8 and 10, my dad decided to take me to the […]
Read moreThe Compass Rose: Honolulu, Antarctica
Outside of the tiny town of El Bolsón in the Argentine Patagonia, five hours down a rocky path to a canyon […]
Read moreThe Score is Still Uneven: Lucky Peach’s “The Gender Issue”
“Anyway, this issue is a shot at evening the score a little: it’s been divided into men’s and women’s parts. This […]
Read moreThe Compass Rose: Tell me what you think of that mountain.
I spent the summer after I turned 20 sleeping with a can of bear spray. I took off for Alaska alone […]
Read moreFrom Austen to Zola: A New Precedent for Female Authors?
Last week saw the announcement of the National Book Awards annual “5 under 35” list. Seemingly establishing a new precedent, all […]
Read moreEchoes of Echoes: Whalebones, Nicotine, Etc.
I’m not a smoker. It’s bad for me, but I also have plenty of other vices that are bad for me. […]
Read moreOutskirts: Twerk, an Origin Story
I’m always intrigued when an important element of a subculture makes its way into the mainstream. We’ve seen this happen in […]
Read moreThe Compass Rose: Skipping in Reykjavik
We road our bicycles around like bandits under the streetlights of central Reykjavik. The Scot had 24 plastic bottles of Redbull […]
Read moreFrom Austen to Zola: “Reading Lolita in Tehran” in England
For the past eight years, my life has consisted of stone-faced immigration officers and service as a teabag mule. At the age of […]
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