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Vol. 38 Issue 7, Mar 22 2019
From the Editors
There are rotting bunches of kale in our fridges; our floors are still sticky with the residue of melted snow trekked in by our Doc Martens three weeks ago. Yesterday, my mortality flashed before me like an ambient specter when I sprained my ankle while running across Blackstone Boulevard, but really it’s fine. The ambient specter, I swear, had the same surgically enhanced smile as John Travolta.
Are you even reading this? Yes, thank you. The days are finally getting longer and our layers lighter, but to be honest, the prospect of Providence humidity makes me anxious. Cashmere does not have good moisture-wicking properties. We’re dreaming of experiencing powdery sand beaches, views from the top floor of a skyscraper that is not the SciLi. Holding out for a world outside our 1AM Instagram explore page. Break is almost here! How many times a day is it acceptable to go to Shiru? Can the Indy crowdsource that?
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Current Issue
Vol. 38 Issue 7, Mar 22 2019
There's Still Something in the Water
The Public Health Crisis of Providence's Lead Pipes
The Providence Water headquarters in Lower South Providence is wedged between Mashapaug Pond—contaminated, still, from toxic waste emitted by the old …
Crisis of Care
Politicians and think-tanks have bold new plans to make raising kids cheaper, easier… and fun?
Ten years ago, the Wall Street Journal interviewed daycare operators around the country to compile a list of tips and tricks …
The Individual Uniform
Sartorial representation from the fig leaf to the turtleneck
When the woman saw that the tree was good for food and pleasing to the eyes, and that it was desirable …
Intestines, and How We Were Never Born
I’m five years old, waiting alone in my mom's office at the Zen Buddhist practice center she helps run. I don’t …
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Exit Interview with My Grandmother
On 76th between Columbus and Amsterdam, a ninety-two year old woman is reading Sally Rooney
My grandmother serves me small lunches she likes to call gourmet. Ham, whole wheat, mustard, assorted cookies my mother brings my …
Skymall Club
Lost Nevada has a red sky but it’s never violent to anyone who’s born there, only the ones that visit. Because …
Week in Archaic Institutions
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A Tale of Three Cities
Law Enforcement Assisted Diversion in Seattle, New Orleans, and Pawtucket
Jails and prisons have become the United States’ largest housing complex and healthcare system for people with mental health and substance …