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The Donald J. Trump and Jeffrey Epstein Memorial Reading Room, in Tribeca, housed three and a half million bound files, along with a handy time line charting the ickiness.

"The blackfly breeds in streams & rivers / during the dog days of summer, / but cannot survive on sadness like the housefly."

"I laid my head on the place between my mother's still-warm / arm and chest, closed my eyes, and cried."

The explorers' crossing of the continent is America's most famous camping trip. What was it all for?

A Ukrainian flying ace is leveraging his aerobatics skills to protect his countrymen from nightly attacks.

Funny drawings from this week's magazine.

Dallas Jenkins's show--a prestige drama about Jesus' life that became the biggest crowdfunded television project in history--has come to model the sort of bottom-up, fandom-first entertainment that is quietly reshaping the industry.

On a break from "Law & Order: S.V.U.," the actress takes over for Daniel Radcliffe in "Every Brilliant Thing"--steps away from where her mother, Jayne Mansfield, had her Broadway début.

A humane study of how artists have captured our canine companions becomes a meditation on sympathy, trust, and the virtues we have bred them to display.

Wasn't it the case that all friendships involved some amount of attraction? It was the engine of curiosity, the mystery that propelled any relationship forward.