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I was panicking a bit, thinking of a career, thinking that I should probably get one.

That's how we did things in my family. Tabbouleh, hurling, helva, "Inshallah," "godverdomme"--all of it was our culture.

Honesty may be a one-sided contract with the world, but it is the only side that we can control.

The author Jamil Jan Kochai reads his short story from this week's issue. Listen here.

"In this world of endless disjunctions and conjunctions, / you struggle to parse the zigzag flight of a butterfly."

A living library.

This year's Shakespeare in the Park production puts the star-crossed lovers on the U.S.-Mexico border. And there's another twist--each performance ends with a real-life wedding.

Can you make a longer word with each new letter?

Once outlawed as obscene, D. H. Lawrence's novel was meant to heal the world's sickness about sex. Instead, it mattered most as a legal milestone, a pop-culture shorthand, and a meme.

Funny drawings from this week's magazine.