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by Edward Hower | Monday, December 03, 2018

I Live for the Night 

How to lose your drums and get them back

by Ralph Lombreglia | Tuesday, September 04, 2018

Fit the Description 

A famous photojournalist crashes a lunch date; hijinks ensue

by Jack Pendarvis | Tuesday, September 04, 2018

We Can’t Make You Whole Again 

by Stephen Goodwin | Monday, June 04, 2018

Normal Life 

by Olivia Clare | Monday, June 04, 2018

The Island

by Tony Eprile | Monday, June 04, 2018

Live-Hang

“Some things you could make happen, but life was made up mostly of things that happened to you, and even that didn’t account for the way fractured lives somehow held together.”

by Bobbie Ann Mason | Monday, March 05, 2018

We Run

“Where did we think we were going?”

by Valerie Martin | Monday, December 04, 2017

Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea 

by Maud Casey | Tuesday, September 05, 2017

Alphaland

When a New York neighborhood secedes, a veteran rockstar finds himself on the outs

by Ralph Lombreglia | Monday, June 05, 2017
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The Moviegoers

by Mark Edmundson

Living in New York in the mid-1970s, Mark Edmundson was a cab driver, an occasional writer, and, most important, a moviegoer. It was a good time to be a film buff. Martin Scorsese had released Taxi Driver; Paul Schrader wrote and directed Blue Collar; and Robert Altman made The Long Goodbye and California Split. “I can’t really tell you whether these movies summarized a national mood, but they summarized some moods of mine,” writes Edmundson. “Matinees are therapy for those who can’t afford therapists.” Even when life seemed to be going nowhere, at the movies “there was always a chair, at least unoccupied if not specifically assigned, stained with Coke, crackling with popcorn bits.”