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Can you make a longer word with each new letter?

It became immediately evident that this was terrorism on an unexampled scale. The twentieth century had ended, and the twenty-first had begun.

Can you sort the items into the correct order?

"My Best Friend's Divorce," "33 Going on 50," and other sequels that shouldn't be made.

Pieces of china that sit on saucers: seven letters.

The company, which has a hundred and thirty thousand cameras monitoring the streets of the U.S., frames privacy as a worthwhile trade-off for safety and security, echoing the language of the post-9/11 surveillance boom.

In Brian Dillon's bewitching new book, "Ambivalence: An Education," the author's younger self is depicted as an inscrutable, fumbling figure named B.

After winning a state election this past weekend, the German far right is closer to power than it has been in decades.

From the daily newsletter: the kingdom, seeking to rebrand as a culinary juggernaut, has bankrolled new restaurants and conscripted big-name chefs.

New reporting from Haaretz shows that, before October 7th, the Israeli Prime Minister was told to expect an "earthquake" from Gaza--and didn't tell his security chiefs.