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The Front Hall

Immediately after stepping through the front door of Acorn Hill, a visitor will be fixed in the Cyclopean glare of a grandfather clock. It is one of three on the first floor, a triumvirate attended by…

Books

Blurb Test: Ben Ehrenreich

With Blurb Test, we evaluate not a book but a blurb—one of the overabundant praise-nuggets publishers drop to try and entice consumers. Blurb habitats include book jackets, author and publisher homepages, and retail sites like Amazon. Often…

The Weather

Walk-up

New York is well-known as a place of sub-cultures, niche markets, intimate venues, exclusive restaurants, minority voters, and studio apartments. A square block may contain any number of discrete experiences that would delight a few and repulse many. In…

The Weather

Life Advice Radio: What is Life Advice?

Some call it therapy. Some call it religion. Some call it self help. But there’s nothing transcendental here: This is straight talking in a world afraid to call advice advice. From a well-loved Walmart fold-up chair, we ask and answer What is…

The Weather

Zuma

Hey Roger. Haven’t seen any birds today, or at least, none that I remember, my only opportunity for them so far being the ten minutes of urban sidewalk I took between the roof I awoke under…

The New Kroger

The Sock Party

I’ve spent the past couple of weeks 1,400 miles north of The New Kroger, Milledgeville, Georgia, with my beautiful girlfriend Elizabeth and her parents at their home in Traverse City, Michigan. On the skin of things,…

The Weather

Pigeoneer

I don’t know much about birds either, Tom. They disturb my soul. Also, they’ve attacked me more than once here in Milledgeville. Dinosaurs on the wing. And so by extension, I also tend to find bird…

Concrete Jungle

On the Greenway

I moved to Minneapolis in May 2010, the year Bicycling named it the best cycling city in the country. That summer, unemployed, I sat on my girlfriend’s second-floor balcony and watched the bikes go by: Trek…

Books

Two-Man Book Club: Ben Marcus

I’m in a two-man book club with my athletic and morally upstanding friend, Jake. Last weekend we convened at his apartment in Los Feliz. He sat on an Ikea couch with a white cover that he’d…