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Lone-star ticks don't just pursue and bite people. The affliction they're spreading, an allergy to red meat known as alpha-gal syndrome, attacks a way of life.

How a nutritional trend brought bathroom talk into the realm of food culture.

In this upside-down world there'd be a pig like Ted Waters, who, one blue winter night outside Marjah, had his leg blown off by a bomb disguised as a guardrail.

The best frozen-yogurt spots in town aren't necessarily the ones that draw long lines.

Up close with sex workers of the streaming era.

What to do this week, in New York City and beyond.

Today's theme: Body positivity.

Writing history as it happens often yields results that feel perishable. Maggie Haberman and Jonathan Swan's new book about Trump's second term transcends its genre, David Remnick writes.

As America's auto debt nears $1.7 trillion, repossessions are reaching levels not seen since the Great Recession. Inside an industry at the front line of the country's affordability crisis.

The man with the fife was good at getting rid of Hamelin's rats. What, the townspeople wondered, could he do with the children?