Physiognomy is a discarded 19th-century pseudoscience. Why can’t we stop practicing it?
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Debutante in the Amazon Jungle: A 50-Year Adventure
Joe O’Connor shares the story of Ruth Thomson, a Toronto debutante-turned-missionary who eschewed society life in 1965 to spend 50 years living with a remote tribe in the Amazon jungle.
Posted inBooks, Editor's Pick, Essays & Criticism, First Chapters, Nonfiction
A New Yorker, and a Sick Person
In an excerpt from her memoir, Porochista Khakpour recalls fashioning herself after her artist aunt’s example.
Posted inBooks, Essays & Criticism, First Chapters, Nonfiction, Story
A New Yorker, and a Sick Person
In an excerpt from her memoir, Porochista Khakpour recalls fashioning herself after her artist aunt’s example.
Posted inArts & Culture, Books, Culture, Editor's Pick, Essays & Criticism
Partners in Crime: The Life, Loves & Nuyorican Noir of Jerry Rodriguez
Michael Gonzales remembers a real friendship and the makings of a brutal crime novel.
Posted inArts & Culture, Books, Culture, Essays & Criticism, Story
Partners in Crime: The Life, Loves & Nuyorican Noir of Jerry Rodriguez
Michael Gonzales remembers a real friendship and the makings of a brutal crime novel.
Posted inNonfiction
Is Your Job Lynchian, or Is It More Kafkaesque?
David Graeber’s “Bullshit Jobs” and Alison Green’s “Ask a Manager” offer differing views — and some good advice.
Posted inBooks, First Chapters, Nonfiction, Story, Unapologetic Women
How to Stay Married After Your Baby is Born, or, I’m not Divorced Yet
An excerpt of ‘Now My Heart is Full,’ Laura June’s memoir, about the challenges new parenthood placed on her and her husband — and their marriage.
Posted inBooks, Profiles & Interviews, Story
Dead Girls: An Interview with Alice Bolin
It’s clear we love the Dead Girl, enough to rehash and reproduce her story, to kill her again and again. But not enough to see a pattern.
Posted inArts & Culture, Books, Nonfiction, Story
The Dead End on My Record Shelf
I believed that there was no music existing in the world with an unbroken connection to its original context. I was wrong.
