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Colchester

Initially, Colchester quite rightly seems shabby, ugly, and like there’s nothing really there: but the surface, at least this once, is an illusion. Looked at with the right eyes, Colchester emerges from the chrysalis of its crudeness to take on the aspect of fragmented beauty.

Love in the Era of Amazon

Because we are being surveilled in so many other, more intimate, less visible ways, the absolute transparency of surveillance cameras has come to seem honest, clean-cut, and even nice.

Stuff I’ve Read in the Last Month or so: Truth in Fiction

The Carnival at Bray by Jessie Ann Foley is the first novel I’ve ever read that understands the full significance of the eye roll — something I previously thought was only understood by television shows.

Best of the Blog, 2014 (Part 2)

The blog recap continues with Chop Suey in art, James Joyce on Twitter, orphans on trains, Satanism in America, yarn, Scotland, and much more.

Call of the Void

A new magazine made by some friends of Full Stop takes you right to the heart of things.

Best of the Blog 2014, (Part 1)

A cursed horoscope, Taylor Swift’s cruel longing, the 1968 Great Bitter Lake Games, and a bunch of cupcake fascists: it’s all here in our 2014 blog recap.

Ferguson in the Present Tense

The status quo is insidious because of its ability to effortlessly co-opt those tenses: a set of constructs born and shaped in the past, hardened in the present, and extended into the future by way of a tacit and self-serving agreement.

The Expats

It’s hard as an expat to see your own special mix of blundering and privilege and not think of it as grotesque comedy, but it’s also hard, for me at least, to figure out where to live.

The Autumn Light

The autumn light, sideways blue and yellow, allows me to travel through it, running.

Some Ideas on Intimacy (Part II)

Watching stand-up live after spending hours enjoying it on tape is about the same as having sex after watching a lot of porn.