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The life of the volcano | by Richard Hamblyn
Times Literary Supplement
Three months before Compton Verney's Volcano Art exhibition opened, the Icelandic volcano Eyjafjallajökull erupted.
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How ‘Wall Street’ changed Wall Street | By Francesco Guerrera
Financial Times
Rather than being disgusted at the corrosive effects of greed on the financial industry, in two decades Gordon Gekko and Bud Fox have exuded a 'hypnotic influence' on would-be... Read MoreYakuza 3 reviewed by the Yakuza

by Jake Adelstein with Lisa Katayama Several months ago, I introduced you to Jake Adelstein, the fearless-to-a-fault Jewish-American reporter who spent 12 years as a crime beat reporter in Japan and wrote about it in his book Tokyo Vice. In Tokyo Vice, we meet Adelstein’s arch-nemesis, a former yakuza...
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Erin Sheehy remembers the life and music of “The Godfather of Dancehall,” Lincoln “Sugar” Minott: ‘I interviewed Sugar just a few months before his death, at his recording studio compound in Kingston, Jamaica. When we entered the empty cement room that was to be the guesthouse at his studio...
Read MoreThe tea should be strong. For a pot holding a quart, if you are going to fill it nearly to the brim, six heaped teaspoons would be about right...
Read MoreThe thing about new blooms is that they tend to bleed— / Those petals birthed / hugging close / that come warmer weather are tricked into jumping away...
Read MoreI spent a good part of my childhood at home staring outside my bedroom window, following the trail of planes approaching the nearby Paris airport in the sky from my banlieue. I envied the passengers...
Read MoreThe tea should be strong. For a pot holding a quart, if you are going to fill it nearly to the brim, six heaped teaspoons would be about right...
Read MoreThe thing about new blooms is that they tend to bleed— / Those petals birthed / hugging close / that come warmer weather are tricked into jumping away...
Read MoreI spent a good part of my childhood at home staring outside my bedroom window, following the trail of planes approaching the nearby Paris airport in the sky from my banlieue. I envied the passengers...
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