September 2009
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“We forget all too soon the things we thought we could never forget. We forget...”
– Joan Didion, “On Keeping a Notebook”
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Harry Houdini
“His life was absurd. He went all over the world accepting all kinds of bondage and escaping. He was roped to a chair. He escaped. He was chained to a ladder. He escaped. He was handcuffed, his legs were put in irons, he was tied up in a strait jacket and put in a locked cabinet. He escaped. He escaped from bank vaults, nailed-up barrels, sewn mailbags; he escaped from a zinc-lined Knabe...
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“The Beatles’ run in the 1960s is good fodder for thought experiments. For...”
– Mark Richardson of Pitchfork
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What We Talk About When We Talk About Love
“What do any of us really know about love?” Mel said. “It seems to me we’re just beginners at love. We say we love each other and we do, I don’t doubt it. I love Terri and Terri loves me, and you guys love each other too. You know the kind of love I’m talking about now. Physical love, that impulse that drives you to someone special, as well as love of the other person’s being, his or her essence,...
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