“Blood Relatives,” Episode 2
Heidi visits an unlikely group of detectives: the victims’ extended family. Their sleuthing upended the police’s original theory of the case. New Yorker subscribers get early, ad-free…
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Heidi visits an unlikely group of detectives: the victims’ extended family. Their sleuthing upended the police’s original theory of the case. New Yorker subscribers get early, ad-free…
On October 25, 2025, the writers George Saunders and Zadie Smith took the stage with The New Yorker’s fiction editor, Deborah Treisman, for a discussion at the 26th annual New Yorker…
New York’s sprawling parks can be both a respite from, and an amplification of, the rhythms of the city. For the cover of the November 3, 2025, issue, the artist Victoria Tentler-Krylov…
With the Enlightenment, monsters were brought under the lamp of reason. The Hydra, the unicorn, mermaids—careful observers exposed them as hoaxes or misidentified species. The French…
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“Really?” I say, somehow shocked by the assertion. “There are so many assholes out there,” E. insists. “But he wants to take care of you.” Later, I repeat the “assholes” line to my…
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The New York City shopping scene is nothing if not cyclical; trends have a sneaky way of slinking back, even after being declared dead for decades. For example, the city is currently…
In her new book, Beth Macy returns to her home town of Urbana, Ohio, using it as a ground zero for understanding right-wing radicalization. Source link
The so-called desktop first appeared on a home computer in 1981, with the release of the Xerox 8010 Star Information System. That device pioneered the graphical-user interface, or G.U.I.,…
The inevitable progress of technology, in other words, makes the technological sublime elusive. And it’s also true that technologies tend to shrink themselves, taking on unassuming guises.…
In September, 1943, a thirteen-year-old German boy named Christoph von Dohnányi wrote an innocuous-seeming letter to his uncle Dietrich: Uncle Klaus is planning to come tomorrow.…
On an August night in 1985, five members of one family were shot dead at Whitehouse Farm, a country manor in the rural county of Essex, in southeastern England. The police were alerted by…
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So why did “Oratorio” ultimately leave me feeling wistful? Repetition, Christian tells us, is the agent of both measurement and meaning, and during “Oratorio” I found myself fixating on…
The food, too, does some artful recontextualizing. Kam lu wantan, for instance, is a classic chifa dish of deep-fried wontons that are tossed in a sweet-and-sour sauce with meat and…
Many of the paired dances of the twentieth century—the foxtrot, the waltz, the Lindy Hop—reflected the binary gender dynamics of the day: men led and women followed, on the dance floor as…
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The magic of Parker’s music—what makes his records so restless, dithery, dynamic—hinges on the minuscule yet crucial difference between perfectionism (endlessly boring) and obsession…
Wresting “Hedda Gabler” from its theatrical confines, DaCosta effects a major structural transformation with graceful ingenuity: the party, which constitutes the entire field of action, is…
But it wasn’t until he arrived in Paris, during his junior year abroad, that he could truly nurture his bohemian streak. The city was still reeling from the Second World War. The power…
Candidly. The past, the sensations of the past. Now! in cuneiform, of umbrella satrap square-carts with hotdogs and onions of red syrup blended, of sand bejewelling the prepuce in tank…