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Weekend Reading

Zora Sanders June 09

This week’s weekend reading is brought to you by the NYT’s ‘Words We Don’t Say’ list.

This week I’ve been SPORTING a fantastic woolly jumper at my favourite FIN DE SIECLE BISTRO in the city. It’s a nice place, not OVERLY INDIE, and they BOAST a great selection of COMFORT FOOD with ingredients that HAIL FROM the finest local organic farms. It’s STAFFED by a selection of NEW YORK’S FINEST waitstaff. If you’re lucky you might even spot a CELEB or two. You should really check it out, every night the tables are GRACED with a WHO’S WHO of the current ZEITGEIST.

(I managed to use 13, If you think you can do better, add your comment below.)

Enough funny business, let’s get serious.

Sports/comedy/culture writer extraordinaire Bill Simmons launches his new website Grantland and rejoicing is heard throughout the internet.

The terrifyingly talented Lorelei Vashti knows how to wear a dress. Or velvet jumpsuit.

At forty you’re still a young writer according to the New Yorker.

This is why we’re going to set Meanjin is Curlz and Comic Sans from here on out (Joke!)

Beware the journalist scorned!

Plausible-seeming But Tonally Inappropriate Book Covers. Jonathan Franzen thinks this tumblr is ‘consistent’.

For all the teasing, that Franzen does write pretty well sometimes: Essay on loving, liking and technology.

When we lost Tupac, we lost a true gentleman.

“You don’t even know what the IMF is, do you?” Ira Glass turns out to be kind of awful. Sob.

Images: Wonderful Australian mugshots from the 1920s.

“Profanity flows from New Yorkers as the East River flows into the sea: constant, filthy, strangely magnificent.”


 

 

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