In this intimate and moving essay, Gabrielle Bellot decides she needs to stop allowing others to define her.
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“Hey, Can I Sleep In Your Room?”: Studying Love with Elizabeth Flock
Elizabeth Flock on the years she spent studying other people’s marriages in Mumbai.
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Cataloguing the Detritus of Relationships Past
Essayist Leslie Jamison visits Zagreb’s Museum of Broken Relationships.
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The Uncanny Valley of Online Dating
Dating after a Big Love ends never feels quite right. What do big loves leave us with, and what do they take?
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Language Acquisition
Diana Spechler recalls fleeing her life in New York City for a new one with a painter in his village in central Mexico.
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Not Really A Distant Aunt: My Family’s Slave
“Once, when I was sick for a long time and too weak to eat, she chewed my food for me and put the small pieces in my mouth to swallow.”
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A Love Affair with a Prince Soundtrack
Veteran music journalist Michael Gonzales reflects on a long love affair and Prince’s deep, varied catalogue of hits.
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Money, Beauty, Security: Online Dating in the Philippines
New technology and information access in the Philippines is shifting the online-dating power dynamic from Western men to Filipina women.
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Alexander Chee: ‘He thought I wanted monogamy more than him, and I didn’t.’
Alexander Chee didn’t realize that his boyfriend, M., was pretending to be someone content to be monogamous.
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In Spain, Secrets and a Possible Betrayal
When the New York Times asked authors to share stories of when love intersected with travel, Alexander Chee recalls a summer in Granada, Spain, with M. — his boyfriend at the time — who betrayed Chee at a local hammam. “He thought I wanted monogamy more than him, and I didn’t. And I couldn’t forgive […]