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Daniel Clowes’s “Quiet Luxury”

Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story For the cover of the Money Issue, the cartoonist Daniel Clowes evokes the lavish, concentrated wealth that governs our world. The true billionaires, rich beyond comprehension, hardly need to flaunt their…

The Problem of the Too-Truthful Woman

Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story “Anatomy of a Fall,” the remarkable new film by the French director Justine Triet, begins with an interview. A woman arrives at a chalet in the French Alps to speak with…

The Unholy Son

Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story When I was a child, I associated the Christian life with glacial stretches of boredom, punctuated by unannounced aesthetic bliss. Perhaps this was simply life in the suburbs. I grew up…

Drake’s Era of Masculine Frustration

Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story In 2019, Drake sat down in his Toronto home to record a rare, career-spanning interview with the journalists Elliott Wilson and Brian (B.Dot) Miller for their “Rap Radar” podcast. Much of…

The Edith Hamilton Way

Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story This year’s literary pilgrimage was to Hadlyme Cove Cemetery, in Connecticut, where Edith Hamilton is buried, along with her sister Alice Hamilton, who would have been the more famous of the…

Confessions of an Audiobook Addict

Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story As a compulsive reader of physical books, I tend to cue up an audiobook not so much as a sonic counterpart to print but as a portable verbal atmosphere to accompany…

Someday Robots Will Be Made of Memory

Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story                                 This is drawn from “Artificial: A Love Story.” Sourse: newyorker.com Rate this item:1.002.003.004.005.00Submit Rating No…

Why Dizziness Is Still a Medical Mystery

Save this storySave this storySave this storySave this story One morning last August, while making my bed, my entire visual field shifted sharply to the left, as though I were watching a movie and someone had bumped into the projector.…