Sliding through life on charm (opens in new tab)
About a decade ago a student worked at the college radio station whom I’ll call Daniel. Thin but with arms and legs betraying signs of regular exercise, wavy-haired, and kohl-eyed, he loved Vince Staples’ Summertime ’06 and The Weeknd and made a show of his curiosity: he’d plunk down biographies of Hitchcock and textbooks about film […]
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