In law school, they told me I wouldn’t be able to read anymore. That the pleasure of the text, like a lover in a non-law degree, would slowly grow opaque to me.
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An Introduction To Death
Raising a teenager of her own offers author A.M. Homes a glimpse into her mother’s experience of raising her.
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Finding True North
Thousands of Haitians who fled the United States on foot last summer have started very different lives in Canada.
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At Home on Carmine Street
Abigail Rasminsky thought she’d survived a robbery unscathed. Then she realized it was following her everywhere.
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Michelle Tea and the Betrayal of Queer Memoir
Memoir is always a betrayal. When writing about life in queer subcultures, the harm of honesty can feel even greater.
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Listening for a Way Out
Growing up, Niya Marie sought refuge in Whitney Houston’s ethereal notes; as an adult, Marie found recognition in her silences.
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We Stand on Guard for Bieber
How Canadian is Justin Bieber? His hometown’s “Steps to Stardom” exhibit provides some answers.
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A British Seaweed Scientist Is Revered in Japan as ‘The Mother of the Sea’
Kathleen Drew-Baker died never having set foot in Japan, and never knowing what an impact her research would make. Plus, how to build a lazy bed, how to cook Irish blancmange, and other surprising seaweed stories.
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Every Mission is a Suicide Mission
Accompanying a contestant to a pro-level Galaga tournament to discover how many digital space bugs you have to destroy to find renown, community, and a modicum of inner peace.
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How Women Survive the World: An Interview with Ingrid Rojas Contreras
To this day, when my mother is driving a car, she will only use the blinkers to indicate that she’s turning at the last second — just so that people behind her don’t know where she’s going.