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Freshman year she called, crying

Freshman year she called, crying We’ll never know what it was or  how it came to be. She never showed  the signs on her stomach and the  signs she wore long on her face  were those of the boy hands … Read More

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An Amateur Review of Dune 2

Some remarks on the Dune sequel from a guy who isn’t the biggest fan.

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Jenny McPhee Is Diabolical

A Nass editor gets dinner with Jenny McPhee and talks growing up, teaching, and translating the Pope

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Nasshole Freakly: Full Design

This week, like most weeks, the Nass looks inward.  Find a copy around campus, or click the link here to view the full design!

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Dishwashing Ethnography

The Nass turns its anthropological gaze to the more-than-human: this time, a dishwasher

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Craigslist Car

Loving and living with a white 1990 Oldsmobile Cutlass Ciera

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Picking Pastries

Meditations on the overpriced croissant and its gustatorial orgasm

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A Horse Walks Into a Bar

A horse walks into a bar. The Bartender says, “Why the long face?”   “Well,” the horse says, “it’s my life.” “What about your life,” the bartender says, “What’s the story?” “That’s just it,” says the horse,  “I don’t have … Read More

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Nass Recommends: Ten “NYRB Classics” Titles

Not one but ten recommendations from the NYRB archives

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Girls (after Jamaica Kincaid’s 1978 “Girl”)

Even if it’s sticky outside, bring a sweater if you’re going to ride the subway at night; your clothes are too tight, change before you leave; your clothes are too loose, they don’t do you any favors; if you’re being … Read More

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Yesterday’s Coffee

“The first time I saw the house for itself—not as the house two doors down, but as the house that could be parent’s—was the estate sale. Here, the relics of a life.”

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Letter from the Editor

One of the least nassholish ideas that I hold dear to myself is that, in the end, we will be delivered. Forces beyond our knowing care for us in ways that our slimy, underdeveloped sensory organs cannot appreciate so frequently. … Read More

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