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Inscription hidden twice on Washington, D.C.,'s World War II Memorial: thirteen letters.

Donald Trump's nominee to lead H.H.S. once started a bottled-water line, Keeper Springs. What was in it?

The eighty-minute suite "All Life Long" is slow, hushed, and gnawingly beautiful, but it does not supply conventional musical comforts.

Funny drawings from this week's magazine.

Half siblings, great-aunts, cousins once removed, and how to tell the difference.

After getting dumped (by text), a writer investigates the feverish boom in heartbreak apps, breakup coaches, and get-over-him getaways.

The President, a libertarian economist given to outrageous provocations, wants to remake the nation. Can it survive his shock-therapy approach?

Short reviews of recent releases.

To whom should we have allegiance--the version of ourself making choices, or the version of ourself who will be affected by them?

"How you used to come when called. / Blood-in-Me. Best-of-All."