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Friday, September 9, 2011. My friend and neighbor Judy the Therapist and I ponder the upcoming 10th anniversary of the World Trade Center and ...
Liane Kupferberg Carter
After graduate school I drifted into a glamour job as a publicist for a well-known book publisher, where they paid me a pittance to ...
For a frustrating period of several months, my roommate decided on a daily basis if she was vegan or not. Her daily choice depended ...
For thirty-five years its posture has been folded into a deep curtsy, dormant over a hanger, as if waiting for a curtain call. After ...
It was my second time on the NYU campus (I will pause here, long enough for some self-important student to roll his eyes: “We ...
Three days after a storm that could have easily been called Gidget or Bob in keeping with the unintended frivolity of its real name ...
peter nolan smith
Back in the late 80s, my friend worked as a narcotic detective for the NYPD. The 27 year-old Brooklyn native belonged to an elite ...
Trevor Laurence Jockims
I was running late for a new faculty meeting at NYU. "411 Lafayette," I said, jumping into a cab. The driver looked at me ...
On the first Wednesday of every month for the past year, my walk east from Fourteenth Street and Seventh Avenue where I teach, to ...
It’s 1979 and the grown-ups are out of control. They are getting divorced and either going to law school or Studio 54. They are in ...
In 1986 I became an international pop music recording sensation. I don’t mean that at the age of 15 I admired and tried to ...
I recently read a fanciful article in which a literary East/West all-star basketball game is imagined and scouted. Dave Eggers and Stephen Elliott are ...