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Our man in Boston sits down with the author of the “Berlin Noir” trilogy and other books, to talk about detectives, Nazis, and Impressionist writing.
To our knowledge, Ezra Pound never saw a donkey show. Here’s updated cantos for drunk backpackers in Madrid and jerks on the Dead Sea.
The N.F.L. is corrupt, baseball’s a distant dream, and March Madness is only one month long. Here’s why any true sports fan watches soccer.
The day-to-day returns, but the sense of danger is still palpable to the Golem and Ruth. Reluctantly, he returns to his blog, this time with a prompt.
In western Maryland, where the state’s already skinny, being a stutterer who can’t eat doesn’t help growing up. Paying tribute to 1980s Appalachia, home to American chariots.
To be Jewish in America can be a gefilte fish served with wasabi and a dollop of paranoia. And things get even more complicated when you don’t look the part.