At watching-grass-grow.com, you can watch Alex Komarnitsky’s lawn. In Southwest magazine, Bradford Pearson profiles Komarnitsky and explores his own fascination with a stranger’s front lawn.
Quotes
Leaving Aleppo: ‘A distant star / Exhausts its light on the sleep of the dead.’
Pauls Toutonghi lovingly recalls his grandfather, Philippe Elias Tütünji, a writer, poet, and translator from Aleppo, Syria. Tütünji immigrated to America during World War II and never gave up his dream to achieve success as a poet in his adopted homeland.
‘Why Pay for Therapy When the Advice of Strangers Has Proven to Be Helpful and Free?’
Ben Popper takes a look at Koko, a startup with an app that helps people connect and provide emotional support to peers and, in the process, allows them to recognize and “rethink” their own problems.
The Men Vying for the Emerald That’s Worth Millions… or Nothing
For her story in Wired, Elizabeth Weil fell down a rabbit hole of conspiracy, arson, faked kidnapping, bankruptcy, and lawsuits that swirls around the 752-pound Bahia Emerald.
Money: It Can’t Buy Love, But Can It Rent You a Best Friend?
In Bloomberg, Patrick Clark introduces us to Dusty Wunderlich (real name), the man who’s trying to monetize man’s best friend by leasing out purebred dogs.
Mill? We Don’t Need No Stinking Mill. We’ve Got a Marathon!
In Down East magazine, Kathryn Miles profiles marathon runner Gary Allen, founder of the Millinocket Marathon — an engine of revitalization in a downtrodden town.
Overcoming the Grief-Soaked Years: The (Yukon) Quest for Solace
At ESPNW, Matt Crossman profiles Katherine Keith, a musher and Ironman athlete who overcame grief to win Rookie of the Year, placing seventh in the Yukon Quest, a 1,000-mile dog sled race.
Social Networks Have Always Battled HIV/AIDS
When Greg Owen saved thousands of lives with a Facebook post, he became part of the long history of social networks and gay activism.
So Many Food Writers Under the House-Made Polenta Sun
At The Ringer, Bryan Curtis examines how food writers became the rock critics of our time.
My Mother’s Murder: ‘I am good at keeping secrets. I am good at telling lies.’
It took Leah Carroll years to determine that her mother was murdered by an organized crime syndicate as a suspected drug informant.
