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The Vibrant, Disappearing World of India’s Photo Studios
The Jagdish Photo Studio in Manori appeared to Ketaki Sheth as a kind of apparition. A photographer from Mumbai, Sheth owns a home in the coastal village, about a...
A Merry and Rambunctious “Twelfth Night” in Central Park
On the Saturday evening that I saw “Twelfth Night, or What You Will,” the sole production of the Public Theatre’s Shakespeare in the Park summer season, a raccoon scurried...
The Redemption of Chance the Rapper
When Chance the Rapper declared “I met Kanye West, I’m never going to fail” on “Ultralight Beam,” the opener from West’s 2016 album, “The Life of Pablo,” the sentiment...
IRL Brain Rot and the Lure of the Labubu
On a recent quiet weekday morning in Manhattan, I attempted to obtain a Labubu, the cutesy monster doll that has become the biggest international toy fad since Beanie Babies...
Showdown in the Oval
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Sergio García Sánchez and Lola Moral’s “Artist in Training”
For many of us, spending time at the beach is one of the highlights of summer. The cover of the August 25, 2025, issue, by the artist Sergio García...
Did Racial Capitalism Set the Bronx on Fire?
Sometimes people say exactly the right thing. Other times, they don’t, and we just pretend that they did. When eighteenth-century Parisians clamored for bread, did Marie Antoinette respond, “Let...
The Sloppy Joe Makes a Kicky Comeback
Few words in the English language have the onomatopoeic satisfaction of “slop.” Its opening consonants evoke sludge and slipperiness, the round “O” and smacking “P” the liquid wallop of...
The Fiery Mania of Dijon’s “Baby”
Dijon Duenas has one of those voices that’s meant for televised singing competitions and gospel choirs, swooning ballads and achy slow jams. It preens and jilts, wails and whimpers,...
“Highest 2 Lowest” Marks a Conservative Pivot for Spike Lee
It’s fascinating when filmmakers make drastic late-career shifts, as Martin Scorsese did with “The Wolf of Wall Street” and Francis Ford Coppola recently did with “Megalopolis.” Now it’s Spike...
