Tuesday, January 3

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A profile of legendary Houston socialite Becca Cason Thrash.

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How information replicates, mutates, and evolves.

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A profile of celebrity astrophysicist Neil Tyson.

Monday, January 2

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A memory of interviewing the late great songwriter Townes Van Zandt shortly before his death.

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The dissolution of Brooklyn softcore skin-mag Jacques and the marriage of the couple that created it.

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The phrase “knew how to wear clothes” is a loaded one. To “know how to wear clothes” is another way of saying that Cary Grant embodied class, which is to say high class: Grant wore well-tailored clothes, and he knew how to hold himself in them. But he came from nothing, and the way he wore clothes was just as much of a performance as his refined trans-Atlantic accent, his acrobatic slapstick routines, and his masterful flirtation skills.
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The politics of Planned Parenthood.

Sunday, January 1

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On “If You Are the One”, the smash hit Chinese dating show that raised the ire of censors.

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A speech on the value of being alone with your thoughts, delivered to the plebe class at West Point.

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A profile.

Because business ebbs and flows with the seasons and the economy, Holmes, who lives in Upper Marlboro, has always kept a variety of sidelines, including a job driving a limousine for nine years to put his oldest daughter through a private high school and college. These days, at gigs, he hands out a stack of million-dollar "bills" printed with his image and his current enterprises: bandleader, commercial mortgage broker, hard money lender (slogan: "Hard Money with a Soft Touch").

Saturday, December 31

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A step-by-step proposal for fixing the broken economics of big-time college sports.

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The writer contemplates beauty and identity following reconstructive surgery.

There was a long period of time, almost a year, during which I never looked in a mirror. It wasn’t easy, for I’d never suspected just how omnipresent are our own images. I began by merely avoiding mirrors, but by the end of the year I found myself with an acute knowledge of the reflected image, its numerous tricks and wiles, how it can spring up at any moment: a glass tabletop, a well-polished door handle, a darkened window, a pair of sunglasses, a restaurant’s otherwise magnificent brass-plated coffee machine sitting innocently by the cash register.