Years ago, Facebook asked me which ten books had stayed with me. It was a safe question. Facebook wasn’t trying to be intelligent yet.
I wrote down ten: Umberto Eco’s...
Rain dashed upon the glass and steel canyon-streets of London, drumming against the concrete walls that rose from the riverbank, high above the ancient...
Somewhere in the internet's collective imagination lives a place called the Khia Asylum—a metaphorical purgatory named after the rapper only known for one song,...