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Trump’s ICE Body Bag: Where the Amenities Are Tylenol and a Body Bag

The wind in the high desert of Victorville, California, blows with a specific, sand-blasting indifference. It strips the paint off cars and the hope off human beings with equal efficiency. In this desolate landscape sits the Adelanto ICE Processing Center, a facility that sounds like a place where one might go to renew a driver’s
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No Good Deed and the Critics: Why ‘Wicked’ Is the Tragedy We Deserve

The lights went down in the theater, and for a brief moment, the collective anxiety of the world—the elections, the economy, the general sense that we are living in the final season of a poorly written reality show—suspended itself in the dark. I sat there with Matthew, my fiance and designated emotional anchor, and our
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The Black Box Breaks Open: Why OpenAI Can No longer Hide Behind the Magic Trick

For the last two years, OpenAI has not really been a technology company. It has been a theology. It operated on the collective faith that if we just fed enough money and electricity into the black box, a digital god would emerge to solve cancer, climate change, and the burden of writing email subject lines.
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Prestige TV, Claire Danes, and One Very Suspicious Neighbor Who Definitely Knows How to Wield a Metaphor

Netflix’s The Beast in Me proves that nothing says date night like grief, queer family trauma, a maybe murderer next door, and Claire Danes pacing her kitchen like she is waiting for ghosts to RSVP. There is a particular joy in prestige television that manages to be both a warm blanket and a sharpened blade.





