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The New Yorkerby Jessica Winter8h ago
Near the start of the year, Lindsay Clancy, the woman at the center of the criminal trial in Massachusetts that has mesmerized many chambers of social media, filed a civil action against eight...
The New Yorkerby Doreen St. Félix8h ago
On September 1, 1987, a military train loaded with munitions coursed out of Diablo Valley, in the East Bay of Northern California.
The New Yorkerby Kelefa Sanneh8h ago
Thirty-two years ago, in the summer of 1994, Courtney Love staged a remarkable comeback. Earlier that year, her band, Hole, had released a furious and galvanizing album called “Live Through This,”...
The New Yorkerby Ledio Cakaj8h ago
Time had stopped in Calais. The Albanians in Paris who had helped me plan my crossing had said that the train would remain at the station for five minutes, ten at most.
The New Yorkerby Elise Broach1d ago
If your idea of a perfect board book for people under the age of three is Sandra Boynton’s 1982 classic “Moo, Baa, La La La!,” you might be surprised to discover what’s passing for toddler...
The New Yorkerby Rozina Ali1d ago
Abdeen Jabara stretched out his crimson-stained fingers. Balancing on his toes, the eight-year-old boy met a tree branch that his elder brother Khalid had lowered for him.
The New Yorkerby Taran Dugal1d ago
For the past two hundred years, summer in New York has best been spent by the water. “Circumambulate the city,” Melville writes in “Moby-Dick,” and you’ll find “thousands upon thousands of mortal...
The New Yorkerby Alexandra Schwartz1d ago
In February, I went to see Emerald Fennell’s “Wuthering Heights” at my local movie theatre, in Brooklyn. Next to me sat a man and a woman in their twenties.
The New Yorkerby Joshua Rothman1d ago
In mid-June, I rode my electric scooter into a sinkhole, which had emerged, after some roadwork, on a residential street near my house.
The New Yorkerby Julian Lucas1d ago
Earlier this month, when I visited the Smithsonian’s National Museum of American History (N.M.A.H.), President Trump’s signage warning of its “ideological capture” had yet to be installed.
The New Yorkerby The New Yorker2d ago
When The New Yorker published a Shouts & Murmurs titled “Guy Walks Into a Bar,” by Simon Rich, back in 2013, Conan O’Brien tweeted a link to the piece, anointing it “the funniest thing I’ve read in...
The New Yorkerby Libby Flores2d ago
Every weekday at 4:45 P.M. the man comes in—he never brings a list. She is usually behind the counter at the deli slicing turkey, her brown hair held back in a net underneath a maroon visor, the...
The New Yorkerby Madeline Goetz, Viktoria Shulevich2d ago
Two-Piece You’re fine with sunburning your midriff. One-Piece with Flirty Cutouts You’re fine with sunburning a few awkward little squares on your lower back.
The New Yorkerby Ishaan Tharoor2d ago
Spare a thought for the sailors of the U.S.S. Abraham Lincoln. As the United States’ campaign against Iran drags on, their deployment aboard the aircraft carrier has already lasted months longer...
The New Yorkerby Jessica Winter2d ago
For much of last year, Head Start, the federal program that provides child-care and preschool services for low-income families, appeared to have a doubtful future.
The New Yorkerby Jon Allsop2d ago
Ten years ago, the New York Times launched a podcast that would cover the final stretch of the 2016 Presidential election.
The New Yorkerby Lauren Michele Jackson2d ago
A couple of years ago, a self-styled “race-realist” named Nathan Cofnas wrote a blog post about racial difference.
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