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My hair was wet and I smelled like chlorine, and I felt great.

It’s funny, the cannabis industry folk here are always talking about “reducing stigma,” but I can often spot my fellow dudes who are also going to the weed store.

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My Airport: LCG

An escape hatch, and a friendly doorway back home

Back to the Age of Political Strongmen

The incoherence is the point

Myriam Gurba Is Not an AI

Her new essay collection, 'Creep', is the real thing