Lawn Parties and The Gentle Wisdom of a Hardcore Punk

A rumination on the dos and don’ts of moshing.

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In Princeton with You

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“Your clothes are spilling from their drawers / It seems I’d rather stay indoors / When I’m in Princeton with you.”

Only Curling, After All

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“There are three types of curlers: the competitive, the prepubescent, and the beer-drinking. I have played with all three types in roughly equal measures.”

Après Mitski – Full Design

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This week, the Nass reads Sontag, sprains an ankle, and learns how to curl.

Once Kin

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“Now / she / shrouds / her / s k e l e t o n / in / oversize / d / sweatshirts.

Sontag and Ancient Egypt

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Upon a visit to the Met, a Nass writer considers the notion of experiencing art without analyzing it.

Bedside Manner

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Artwork.

A Sprained Ankle and Two Princeton Plagues

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A rumination on campus culture and personal pain.

Nassk Me Anything: Eating Clubs

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Your resident advice column.

Gingko Leaves

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“All / Cicero said we need is a library and a garden, so I’ll keep / little brown pots on the windowsills.”

“Sweaty, Loud, and Not a Little Tipsy”

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Four underclass students reflect on beginning and continuing college.

Night-Blooming Flowers

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“The sharp tenderness of Night’s long sigh / leaves the drunken hawk moths / dizzied from delight.”

On Imperfect Apples, Mosquito Bites, and the Consciousness of Worms

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“I like to believe our small acts make a difference, or maybe I just want to be a savior.”

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