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A girl sits on a crowded train reading aloud an explicit section from Nabokov’s Lolita: She would try to relieve the pain of love by first roughly rubbing her dry lips against mine; then my darling would draw away with a nervous toss of her hair, and then again come darkly near and let me [...]

Guest Post by Rebecca Harkins-Cross There is a passage in Chad Harbach’s The Art of Fielding in which college baseball captain Mike Schwartz describes what he sees as the paradox at the heart of his sport: You loved it because you considered it an art: an apparently pointless affair, undertaken by people with a special [...]