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They didn’t just believe him — they defended him. Why? Because he planned it that way, a long-term, insidious plan designed to give him unfettered access to girls.

“I ran to not know myself, to reduce myself to a casing of bones, yet I also ran to be empty of them.  I ran to forget my body.”

War doesn’t just assault your physical self, it assaults your understanding of the world, your ethics, and your faith — even when you think you’re on the “right” side.

“First we eat, then we do everything else”: on the legacy of M.F.K. Fisher, food writers (or writers who deal with food), and the politics of what we eat and why.

To the ever-growing list of “reality TV tropes,” we can now add “confessing feelings to disinterested animals who happen to wander on-camera.”

When pain and rage play out on — and are twisted by — Twitter.

Sarah Gailey’s short story about a mother whose child was killed by a self-driving car takes full advantage of the web’s ability to play with layouts and links, telling a story that requires the reader to interact with the page as the tale unfolds bit by brutal bit.