Men will literally kill their exes’ husbands with a catapult instead of reading EXES (Catapult, 2017)

Reasonably sure the answer is climate change, but does anyone know exactly why Berlin’s chestnut trees are so fucked up?

The straightest thing a man can do is light a room harshly.

Fronting out is one of life’s scant few suburban pleasures

The Venn diagram of people aware of both Sally Rooney and the Rooney Rule

The last paragraph of Leonard Michaels’ “Murderers”, though, is perfectly and impossibly Lynchian: “At night, lying in the bunkhouse, I listened to owls, I’d never before heard that sound, the sound of darkness, blooming, opening inside you like a mouth.”

There are only two kinds of songs: those about Welsh witches and those about marriage

Wuhan lab leak theory but for millennial culture escaping Brown’s MCM department in the late 90s

The most beautiful thing in the world is a tiger. The ugliest thing in the world is a painting of a tiger.

Highbro

“Unputdownable!”* * the sandwich I’m currently eating

Franz Capra

Callbacks but they’re just things your spouse is still mad at you about

True, but it’s even healthier still to accept that every band has a shitty guy in it—that a shitty guy is, in fact, a small but significant part of it, grain of sand inside an oyster shell style.