July 17, 2025
- When a book is a house
- Close-reads the promises of A.I. commercials
- John J. Lennon on consuming true crime in prison
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“Bitter cold, it was, as I entered the roadside tavern—a mutinously archaic structure, rudely built, whose splintered wood shrieked with each passing gust of wind and whose hostile atmosphere attracted only the least savory of patrons. ”
“He got the call in the night, for some reason. His help would be appreciated going over a case. ”
“Hanging among SpongeBobs and Poké Balls and Princess Elsas, between a giant Snoopy and a mermaid, you find the piñata of Trump.”