Stories

(a few favorites.)

THE NEW YORKER

DATING AT A DISTANCE: A TIME TO SWIPE LefT

Warning: If you are currently single, the only person you should be dating right now is yourself. (And please, please stay home.)

N+1

REMAINDER

But that fractured, stark, bright, too-loud that is trauma in the child, that remains intact and living, loiters at the edges of each day like a vagrant on the stoop of a townhouse.

THE NEW YORK TIMES

ladders of memory

On entering the Putnam Ladder Company, one senses some faint climate change, not in temperature so much as time. For nearly eight decades, the old factory in SoHo languished, inhabited mostly by ghosts of the past and centuries’ worth of paper and hardware.


NEW YORK TIMES

One Island, 32 Miles, a Million Emotions

City walking represents a mental and spiritual freedom, a church for those not good at sitting still. It is a compulsive, romantic act.

NEW YORK TIMES

A Wonderland of Stage Toys

Both our parents worked in the theater, and my father, a stage or company manager in the West End, could never leave his work behind. He returned to our home like a magpie, with the strangest objects in his beak.


THE NEW YORK TIMES

Doodles à la Carte

Once a week, the cartoonists of The New Yorker assemble for lunch in Midtown. The conversation opens up like the fan of a peacock. Whatever starts it, gag or gripe, it tumbles like a pebble from a mountaintop into a landslide of wit.

THE NEW YORK TIMES

Parallel Lives

We, neighbors of undignified proximity, do silently swear to avert our eyes from each other’s kitchens and bedrooms, in the same way as do great men standing side by side at urinals.


THE NEW YORK TIMES

Heaven’s Angels

Clad in leather, inked to the hilt in skulls and dragons, with images of bloodied barbed wire looped about their necks, they shared something else — a peculiar tenderness for animals, and the intensity needed to act on the animals’ behalf when people abuse them. They took up the name Rescue Ink.


THE NEW YORK TIMES

CITY SECTION STORIES

Some pieces from the NYT Sunday “City Section.”