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  • Insatiable Ear

    The Insatiable Ear craved… Through most of the mid-1960s I suffered from a rare and compulsive brain malfunction known as Insatiable Ear. Insatiable Ear was so rare that only I knew of its existence and symptoms. Its sufferers were demonically convinced that while ears might look like malleable little slippers…

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  • Gunners

    No portrait will ever fit. The gunner within us is angry, downbeat, sure. He’s mad as hell. He’s impressionable. He’s bottled up. He has something to say but can’t say it. He has something to prove but can’t prove it, until he acts. He, in America, has no use for…

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  • Fleets

    Egyptian President Anwar Sadat meeting Soviet leader Leonid Brezhnev in 1971. Countries often yearn for what they lack, and Russia has long dreamed of a cosmopolitan warm water port. Catherine the Great adored France, the Atlantic and Mediterranean as its coattails. Czars took the waters at spas to later build…

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  • Camp Olympic

    Be Prepared, read the medal. Here I was at Camp Olympic. It was the summer of 1962. My parents needed a break from my whining, scavenging and shoplifting. The result, to my chagrin, was a camp on the outskirts of Washington, D.C. “Bring your children to Olympic,” said the brochure,…

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  • WSJ

    Elisa Fornero: “A job isn’t something you obtain by right but something … for which you may even have to make sacrifices.” Even? Burying the lead is a journalistic no-no. It’s what happens when an essential observation or quotation is “buried” too deep in the body of the text, minimizing…

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  • Ammazzare il tempo

    No cure for the void. The words of poet Eugenio Montale popped up on Italian high school finals this year. Students were asked to analyze a sliver of his 1961 essay entitled “Ammazzare il tempo” (“Killing Time”). Minimalist Montale made a vocation of breaking down life into its simplest parts.…

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