The writer reconnects with an old acquaintance who ten years earlier committed one of the most notorious crimes in New York history.

On the Kunsthal heist and the murky economics of making money from stolen paintings.

The social rituals of the pansexual, bi-queer, metroflexible New York teen.

The story of Southern Flight 242.

The wealthy widow of an East Bay newspaper baron, her cowboy fantasy man, and the drowning nobody could solve.

An uneasy friendship forms in colonial Ceylon between the future husband of Virgina Woolf and a socially repulsive police magistrate.

On how a childhood spent in New York City’s tenements led a 15-year-old boy to be convicted of murder.

The juvenile ward on Rikers Island is a world of constant violence fueled by gangs and, allegedly, encouraged and overseen by the guards.

In the era of cord-cutting and mobile viewing, ESPN is at the crossroads.

A first-hand account of San Francisco in the hours and days after the devastating 1906 earthquake.

How to create a floating city.

Bringing a serial killer to justice reveals the country’s other sources of death and suffering.

How an economic war has pushed millions to the brink of starvation.

The bizarre story of what happened when Chinese crypto millionaire Justin Sun acquired BitTorrent.

The last men who ride the rails, “where silence and lawlessness still reign.”

An interview with the late writer.

What the popular game says about our subconscious.

How the 130-year-old game company bounced back with the Switch.

An interview with the writer and Nobel laureate.

A life lived at 7’7”.

An essay drawn from the introduction of Davidson’s iconic book Subway, first published in 1986:

To prepare myself for the subway, I started a crash diet, a military fitness exercise program, and early every morning I jogged in the park. I knew I would need to train like an athlete to be physically able to carry my heavy camera equipment around in the subway for hours every day. Also, I thought that if anything was going to happen to me down there I wanted to be in good shape, or at least to believe that I was. Each morning I carefully packed my cameras, lenses, strobe light, filters, and accessories in a small, canvas camera bag. In my green safari jacket with its large pockets, I placed my police and subway passes, a few rolls of film, a subway map, a notebook, and a small, white, gold-trimmed wedding album containing pictures of people I’d already photographed in the subway. In my pants pocket I carried quarters for the people in the subway asking for money, change for the phone, and several tokens. I also carried a key case with additional identification and a few dollars tucked inside, a whistle, and a small Swiss Army knife that gave me a little added confidence. I had a clean handkerchief and a few Band-Aids in case I found myself bleeding.

We aspire to a life without discomfort, without unpleasantness. But what kind of life would that be? It is as hard to imagine a world without pain as a person without sadness: a whole dimension of existence would be missing.

A father, his dying son, and the quest to make the most profound video game ever.

A reporter who investigated Scientology tracks down the man who once ran the church’s intelligence operations – and who may hold the secret to years of harassment (and the mysterious death of a pet dog).

The swinging life and boozy death of the original ladies man, and the story of “the coroner that tampered with his cold, lifeless venereal warts.”