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- The transgressive legacy of Christopher Marlowe
- The professional costs of criticizing the Trump administration
- On the presence of ICE in Harlan County, Kentucky
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“She had never cared for cars. At least not in the way her brothers did. When they were teenagers, it had all been about fins, the roads swollen with schools of these absurd terrestrial fish.”
“Yesterday when Sam kissed me, I remembered where I left my keys. They’d been missing a few days—I’d had to call a locksmith—when, with Sam’s lips touching mine, I had a revelation and cried out, “Eureka!” I don’t know where I got the word “eureka” from. I’d never said “eureka” before, but there it tumbled out, as if it were the most natural thing.”