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The New Yorkerby Rachel Levin21d ago
The writer Mark Kurlansky, a seventy-seven-year-old man with a bad back, was futzing around in his apartment on the Upper West Side the other day when his daughter flashed her phone at him with...
The New Yorkerby Jill Lepore21d ago
This summer, in an incident known as the Hugging Face hack, hundreds of A.I. agents joined forces to do things they were supposedly forbidden to do. Each had been given a task by OpenAI.
The New Yorkerby The New Yorker21d ago
The Maltese Version, by Katy Simpson Smith (Farrar, Straus & Giroux). The timeworn saying about there being two sides to every story gains new dimension in this probing novel, which posits that...
The New Yorkerby Jennifer Wilson21d ago
There is a certain YouTube clip that I watch from time to time, when I need a pick-me-up, or when I’m in a giddy mood and want to push it further—to the upper reaches of euphoria.
The New Yorkerby Mike O’Brien21d ago
I’m going live right now because I’m, well, about sixteen hundred feet up the side of El Capitan. I currently have no ropes or harnesses on me.
The New Yorkerby Gideon Lewis-Kraus22d ago
A decade ago, when Facebook and Uber were at the height of their powers, the halls of Silicon Valley were inscribed with two brash injunctions: “Move fast and break things” and “Seek forgiveness...
The New Yorkerby Helen Rosner22d ago
If you listened carefully, almost two years ago, on the day that the Carroll Gardens Thai restaurant Ugly Baby announced that it would be closing, you could almost hear a wail of anguish rising up...
The New Yorkerby Sarah Anderson22d ago
In my mind, my father is fucking the horse again. From the front, you can hardly tell. She blinks slowly; she is still.
The New Yorkerby Willing Davidson22d ago
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The New Yorkerby Inkoo Kang22d ago
In Sharon Horgan’s new HBO comedy, “Youth,” Alex, a fiftysomething divorcée, struggles to adjust to her newly empty nest, only to find her son back at home after his first week at college, with...
The New Yorkerby Doreen St. Félix22d ago
In the hands of the creators Lee Sunday Evans and Elizabeth Marvel, history is mortar: moldable until it dries, in the way of all plaster-like substances.
The New Yorkerby Amanda Petrusich23d ago
These days, pop stars are required to participate in a relentless cycle of self-annihilation and triumphant rebirth—with each album, a new Era!—but there’s something almost uncanny about the...
The New Yorkerby Kareem Fahim23d ago
Last week, in a shock offensive, the Yemeni rebel group known as the Houthis seized territory near the Red Sea’s strategic Bab el-Mandeb Strait.
The New Yorkerby Richard Brody23d ago
Early in Lena Dunham’s memoir “Famesick,” she describes living back in her artist-parents’ Tribeca loft after college and becoming involved with an informal collective of young New York filmmakers.
The New Yorkerby Ruth Margalit23d ago
As a young man, Yisrael Einhorn was a mainstay of Tel Aviv’s underground night life—an ebullient music producer and performer who billed himself as D.J.
The New Yorkerby Dan Rockmore23d ago
When I’m in New York, I take spin classes on the Upper East Side. The students—it’s a class, after all—pack into a dark, humid room. The music is loud. The air reeks of effort.
The New Yorkerby John Seabrook23d ago
Susanna Hoffs, the songwriter, novelist, and singer in the Bangles, the nineteen-eighties all-female rock band, was sitting on the shady side of MOMA’s sculpture garden.
The New Yorkerby Rachel Aviv23d ago
Three years ago, Lucy Letby, a thirty-three-year-old former nurse at the Countess of Chester Hospital, in the West of England, was found guilty of murdering babies on her ward and was sentenced to...
The New Yorkerby Isaac Arnsdorf24d ago
What is the average American voter thinking? He wants Michelle Obama to be the next President, has no problem with illegal immigrants, opposes the U.S.
The New Yorkerby Ingfei Chen24d ago
Late one night in October, 2017, Jane Marx, a landscape architect in the wine country of Northern California, woke up to the smell of smoke and the sound of an eerie, howling wind. She dialled 911.
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