Somebody had to foot the bill for Anna Delvey’s fabulous new life. The city was full of marks.
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So much for the hope that he might be a mild-mannered, semi-moderate justice.
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The promise of Mister Rogers’s calmness.
Remembering Tom Wolfe through his epic “Radical Chic” story.
Charles Bronfman, who’s speaking up about Bibi.
Readers sound off on robot sex, the Uber economy, the relationship between Donald Trump and Sean Hannity, and more.
Our deliberately oversimplified guide to who falls where on our taste hierarchies.
Taking a look at the most-talked-about college course in America.
Our annual listing of the top physicians in every specialty.
The weirdly enticing work of this year’s Parsons grads.
The next status hand soap.
Summer weekenders, survivalist manuals, and an East Village art bookstore.
The traveler imitating his mother’s youth.
A new drug, and old hopes.
Legacy Records is no heir to greatness.
Terrific tiramisu.
A darker, make-or-break third album for the pop star.
Seven Toni Collettes, each one scarier than the last.
Weegee staged a famous photo. Don’t hold it against him.
Hereditary is unconventionally horrifying.
American Animals salvages a story from the dumbest real-life heist ever.
Philip Roth’s infinite American mythologies.
Our biweekly guide to what to see, hear, read, and watch in New York City.
