On decorated sniper Chris Kyle and the troubled young veteran who took his life.

The rock critic confronts his favorite musician.

A nation strips 210,000 of citizenship and sets the stage for mass deportations.

A reckless billion-dollar industry that occasionally kills.

Middle class apps struggle to survive.

Investigating the murder of a Costa Rican conservationist.

How “Do What You Love” devalues actual work.

A small Texas town suddenly finds it’s the home of a possible cult.

Memories of the old neighborhood, before everything changed.

A profile of Werner Herzog.

A profile of Andrej Pejic, a model who walks the runway in both men and women’s clothing.

For even a moderately vain female, spending time with Pejic is like losing a race to someone who’s not even running: If he were not a man, he would be the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in the flesh—which, in his case, is flawless and poreless and has an English-rose luster.

The case against agriculture.

A year with an autistic 20-year-old.

A profile of Bob Fishman, the impresario of CBS’s NFL production crew.

The tiny, insular Tehran rap scene.

For a half-century fires have burned under Centralia, PA.

On the rise of DIY genetic engineering.

Perpetually reinvented through experimental chemistry, manufactured in Asian mills, packaged in foil with names like White Slut Concentrated and Charley Sheene for use as “hookah cleaner,” distributed in college town head shops, snorted and injected by hardened addicts and high school thrill seekers alike, bath salts may be the strangest and most volatile American drug craze since crack. And they’re (quasi) legal.

David Johnson’s unrequited correspondence with Jay-Z.

Why last night’s chicken made you sick.

The story of a broken neighborhood.

Stuart Redus and Fernando Torres were left for dead.

An oral history of Air Force One on September 11th.

“A love letter to my new country.”

“Do you think you’re talking to a normal person here?”