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I Was A Teenage Narc

A writer recalls being employed by the Washington State Liquor Control Board as a teenage informant who bought cigarettes and alcohol without an ID: “The convenience store was on a suburban street in West Seattle. Kelly parked in the front, in view of the counter, instead of around the corner like she usually did. I […]

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Sleeping Through the Slaughter

A trip to the Democratic Republic of Congo, joining a UN mission to investigate the massacres there: “In the last few months, I’ve spent time in the Democratic Republic of Congo where I used an embarrassing fuck-up by one of the world’s most publicly accountable organizations as a bargaining tool to get a story. A […]

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Break All the Way Down

[Fiction] A baby’s arrival stirs up difficult memories: “I sat with the baby in the living room, setting her on a clean blanket. When I tired of watching her, I stretched out, resting my hand on her stomach. I fell asleep with the baby staring at me, her eyes wide open. “In the morning, my […]

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Cuckoo

A new book explains how “social jet lag” is interfering with our internal clocks: “Modern human beings are not much like mimosas. It’s true that both have biological clocks, but only one of us has culture. And culture, delightful as it is, turns out to radically complicate—“fuck up” would not be an overstatement—our relationship to […]

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Miss Lora

[Fiction] A teenager’s grief and its aftermath: “Years later, you would wonder if it hadn’t been for your brother would you have done it? You’d remember how all the other guys had hated on her—how skinny she was, no culo, no titties, como un palito, but your brother didn’t care. I’d fuck her. “You’d fuck […]

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