When I was in New York last week, I had dinner with Matthew’s copy of the New Yorker at a cafe in Soho. He’s had a New Yorker subscription for almost a year, but doesn’t read it often. The articles are long, the print is tiny, and I can usually make it through the entire [...]
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Football is Bad for the Brains
When I was in New York last week, I had dinner with Matthew’s copy of the New Yorker at a cafe in Soho. He’s had a New Yorker subscription for almost a year, but doesn’t read it often. The articles are long, the print is tiny, and I can usually make it through the entire [...]