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By Our ReadersAugust 1988The light is off in the hallway. It’s been off for a month and the first floor tenant, Mrs. Gaynor, has complained to the landlord. Over and over.
By Rosanna StaffaJuly 1988When they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I answered: “An explorer!” It was quite the thing for a boy of ten, but imagine being stuck with it. Fashions change but one thing does not: all adults want little boys to be something else besides little boys.
By Andrei CodrescuOctober 1987Personal, political, provocative writing delivered to your doorstep every month—without a single ad.
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