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The Rooster awaketh... sooneth. The Tournament of Books is right around the corner. Are you read? Are you ready?
Even abstract art must begin with something, Picasso said. A broken Polaroid camera, grinding film through its gears, yields a surprising amount of fleeting beauty.
Shoes, cars, T-shirts—it’s easy for people to become attached to favorite objects. But something is horribly wrong when a girl begins writing fan mail to her ring.
As the world goes Kindle and iPhone-mad, paperbacks and mixtapes become worthy of devotion. Watching a music collection disappear and wondering what it meant.
When the St. Louis Cardinals’ former stadium was demolished, fans rushed to pick up pieces from the ballpark where their memories were made. What they bought, and what it means to them.
Hearing old songs is a great way to get in touch with your past, but what happens when every song points to a different ex-boyfriend?
Find a new band, listen to the single, expand to a few more songs, then a whole album, then all the albums, and finally, months later, you’ve exhausted their entire catalog—and listened to nothing else in between. Now: Repeat.
When cleaning out your refrigerator, you may encounter a number of unexpected items at the back. But please note: It would be wise to leave unopened the jar labeled “catharsis.”