I joined Teach for America in 2010 near the peak of its prestige — ~60,000 applications, some 10% of Harvard's graduating class went into the corps it was hard work for low pay, but it also felt deeply meaningful, paid off a good chunk of my student loans, gave me a huge social

BLR's Weekly Read brings you one outstanding story, poem, or essay from our archive. This week's read—the story "White Space" by @AmandaMcCormick—recalls the chaos and confusion in the immediate aftermath of the 9/11 terrorist attacks. Learn more: https://t.co/epxhviLK4R

When I was a kid I listened to the constant sound of ⁦@bobdylan⁩ playing in Shane’s room. This would mean the world to him ❤️ Bob Dylan performs The Pogues' 'A Rainy Night in Soho' live in Phoenix | Hotpress

whenever someone tells me they got a DUI i ask them what song they were listening to & i’ve compiled a playlist with everyone’s song so far

Your password must contain two characters who talk to each other about something other than a man

I like to test doors to see if they’ll open. My policy is that an unlocked door is a policy to enter. Thread of places I’ve been by walking into unlocked rooms:

my hot take is that everyone needs to be friends with people significantly younger and significantly older than themselves. you miss out on a lot of the richness of rewarding human connection by only socialising with people who are approximately the same age as you

The most down bad thing I’ve ever been: when I was 25 I was texting a man who lived in another city. Started to absorb all my attention. I thought, “I gotta distract myself.” Decided I wouldn’t text him again until I read Infinite Jest, which is how I read the book in 3 days

a fitted sheet in the dryer with other clothing is the nastiest bitch you’ll ever meet. she can’t wait for you to open up that dryer and see that she’s weighing 100lbs soaked

teenagers should be forced to listen to punk music. no seventeen year old who fucks with the buzzcocks does annoying shit like found a tech startup

with respect to blood on the tracks this is clearly the most divorced man outfit ever

Happy birthday Tracy. Hope to see you again sometime.

If NYC ever fully collapses in some kind of apocalypse situation I’m down at the Astor Place subway station on day 1 ripping these tiles out of the wall for my home museum

Sonic Youth’s Thurston Moore & Kim Gordon

me & the paragraph the editor wants me to delete

This article title goes extremely hard

Wait she’s NOT??

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Nick Drake

1992 @WNUR893 guide to the music of seattle. plus oregon: "where there's no sales tax & all the bands sound the same."