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The Gambler

I cared less about the potential payoff than I did about being right.

The Garden of Eden at Twenty-Five

It’s not clear that Hemingway completely knew what he was doing.

The Gentleman from San Francisco

Until now the man had not really lived, but simply existed, to be sure.

The Getaway

Loved this little portal to my past so much that I went looking for others.

The Glory of Their Fame

Darla has come to the monument to fight against her mind.

The Gold Cure

Lust was just a frenzy of activity that had mostly led Benny in circles.

The Gold Cure

Jennifer Egan’s A Visit From the Goon Squad wins Pulitzer Prize.

The Goodbyes

The dead and alive who we will never see again but in dream or memory.

The Grass Labyrinth

I found myself wondering what her life had been in her widowhood.

The Great Beyond

I could become something new. Improved. Like detergent.

The Hands That Waved Farewell

Hands that have waved farewell, sooner or later I will see them again.

The Healer in the Motel

You know how good she has always been at hiding herself.

The Hidden Torture Cells of Bolivia

After days of torture in secret prisons, they were about to let him go.

The Hot Country

El Presidente was no longer in a mood to see the American press.

The Hotel Macabre

At straight-up noon, the honeymoon was ruined, one day in.

The Idea of Antarctica

Pinned to the wall, it looks uncannily its own language, trick of the camera.

The Internet

I’ve sinned. Cannot be saved. He was a child. Surely he went to heaven.

The Istafahan Bowl

The dark creatures are still, yet they give life to the whole mountain.

The Lady’s Murder

The Lantern-Bearers

These are notes that please the great heart of man.

The Last Artist in New York

Living as the last artist in Manhattan: it’s the ultimate test of commitment.

The Little One Need Not Come

The house of our relationship is a fort. Blanket fort. Tree fort.

The Long-Lost Love Letters of Doc Holliday

The sense of power that flights of temper evoke will betray you.

The Lucky Bastard

It was on a mid-June morning that the stranger first called.

The Magic Piano

Chocolate promises a happy ending. I believed in that promise.

The Man Without a Shadow

This is not deception. This is a subtle way of conditioning.

The Manzanos

I am eleven years old and too young to die, but I am dying nonetheless.

The Manzanos

I am eleven years old and too young to die, but I am dying nonetheless.

The Measure of All Things?

Any society that fails to protect its children is in terminal decline.

The Memory Theater

We want to revisit what life was like before technology infected us.