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A friend and I sit on a badly made bench outside of a closed Italian restaurant, windows looking onto laminated gingham tablecloths and napkins folded…
Read onA friend and I sit on a badly made bench outside of a closed Italian restaurant, windows looking onto laminated gingham tablecloths and napkins folded…
Read onI once dated a boy who was, by all accounts, a clinical narcissist. He had an uncanny way of taking any point of conversation and…
Read on“Hey, Jenny. It’s ____________. Your friends gave me your phone number after you left. Give me a call or text me whenever. I’d like to…
Read onFor someone who has been professionally naked for the better part of ten years, you’d think my tolerance for gym locker nudity would be higher.…
Read onLast week, a five-year-old known as “Batkid” took to the streets of San Francisco, sporting mini-muscled costume and a flowing cape. That day, while the…
Read onAt a time when controversial photographer Terry Richardson seems more ubiquitous and prolific than ever — from shooting magazine editorials, major fashion campaigns, even that…
Read onWhen life throws you Lululemons, Chip Wilson will try really, really hard to make Lululemonade. Unfortunately for him, it still tastes like garbage. Last week,…
Read onIt could just be the widespread integration of social media into our society (and people’s stubborn refusal to censor themselves accordingly), but 2013 seems to…
Read onHe wasn’t so much as fat as he was just simply… too large. Everything about him – from the gruff way he took off his…
Read onIt’s a Saturday. I enter through the side door, past the loading docks for equipment rentals and towards an open door where clothing hangs from…
Read on“What do you see? A rabbit or a duck?” The optical illusion glows from a tiny LED screen in front of me, alternating between word…
Read on“David and Sierra just got engaged,” my friend tells me, standing in the middle of the kitchen she shares with her two-year live-in boyfriend, pouring…
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