Something Like Plot

A review of an experimental film entitled The Hart of London. It’s avant-garde and philosophical, but never boring.

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Rain

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“A compass points to Borneo, and Oksana runs straight toward it.”

On Wisdom (and) Teeth

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“A Sunday slumber turned October tastes like cider mixed with tahini.”

Telescoping Morning

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“In the succeeding entries, we telescope our mornings by recounting and recasting. Each succeeding morning of a series is composed in exactly half the number of words of the previous. Diminish with us below.”

BROTHER ALI’S CURE FOR MODERNITY

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An underground Muslim rapper diagnoses our sickness and offers some remedy.

Elevators

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“Someone said this to me the other day: People always seem to press the elevator button again even if someone else has already pressed it.”

Why We Do OA

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“Our most homespun particularities would illuminate the dusk in the woods like lanterns as we sat together after dinner.”

48 Cans of LaCroix, Et Cetera

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“what’s the weirdest thing you brought with you to college?”

Le Cirque, C’est Chic

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One pearly-teethed, outdoors adverse Princeton debutant examines the thrilling liberation of circus arts.

A Toast Well-Browned

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For one woman, perpetually disheartened by dining hall desserts, a new discovery prompts renewed enthusiasm, and, dare we say, rekindled emotion.

The Bust of Sokrates

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“But then the Romans didn’t want paunchy, lumpy bodies in their villas (aside from their own), so they decapitated Sokrates, already green and moldy from the hemlock, and shoved his face alone in their alcoves, dressing him up in pure white marble.”

The Character in Woody Allen Films Who is Clearly Just Woody Allen Played by Someone Else

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“the Universe
is Expanding!”

Meditations from the Dishwashing Room

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“Two weeks ago, after a summer spent clearing plates at a restaurant in Seoul, I donned an orange apron and began my next stint as a food industry worker at the Rocky-Mathey dining hall.”

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Overheard outside a vape shop

Frosh who just bought a Juul: Wait, I hope I don't get ice cream on my Juul.

Overheard at Ivy

Senior man on the Tigerbook controversy: For some reason I didn't feel bothered by the NSA but I do feel bothered by this.

Overheard outside the Art Museum

Art symposium visitor girl: Quick, fuck, marry, kill: the Obama family, go!
Other art symposium visitor girl: I'd marry Michelle, fuck Obama, and kill Malia.

Overheard at CJL lunch

Prep School frosh: Choate was too laid back and focused on diversity; I needed more real elitism so I went to Deerfield.

Overheard at brunch

Econ major, deep in the process of consulting recruitment, during Buddhism discussion: I don't think achieving Nirvana is in line with my long-term goals.

Overheard on a crisp fall day

Ivy senior, in turtleneck: I just wanted to remind everyone how much I hate men with this outfit.

Overheard at Nass meeting

Nass Managing Editor: Enough Judaism! …just kidding, you can never have enough Judaism.

Overheard in Rocky dining hall

Annoyingly healthy sophomore: My body's a temple!
Jaded sophomore: My body's like… a nightclub.

Overheard at TI Breakfast

Ailing senior woman: I got a UTI from sitting my bare vagina in beer all day.

Overheard leaving a Nass meeting

Nass member 1: Wait, are you into communism, too?
Nass member 2: Yeah.