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At his downtown studio, the perennially provocative artist makes a lo-fi version of the brand's flagship Parisian store.

Funny drawings from this week's magazine.

Readers respond to Becca Rothfeld's review of Rachel Cusk's latest novel, Alexandra Schwartz's piece about death doulas, and Zach Helfand's Talk story about the Old News Newsstand.

For years, a Peruvian voice actor has tried to get Disney to sign off on his Quechuan translation of "The Lion King." The new documentary "Runa Simi" follows his path unwinding.

"I am the worst kind of person."

My life in London, the life I had cobbled together with the barest of routines, grew thin and unconvincing. It now seldom felt real.

"If you like surprises, being born has to be the best."

A quarter century after the attacks, the grief, wars, and political furies of their aftermath still shape American life.

In his photographs, the skateboarder Jerry Hsu captures Los Angeles's manic extremes, with images of overturned cars, collisions, and a bank building ablaze.

The comedians Harris Alterman and Dave Ross have been putting up posters for fake tech products across the city, including a wearable grandpa, underwear that thinks, and A.I. cutlery.