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A banana, which grows from a flower with a single ovary, is actually a berry, while a strawberry, which grows from a flower with several ovaries, isn’t a berry at all but an aggregate fruit. The most confusing classification, though, will start showing up on American shelves this month. Shoppers will find mission figs with the grapes, kiwis, and other fruit, but a clever botanist would sell them at the florist, with the fresh-cut roses. Although many people dismiss figs as a geriatric delicacy or the sticky stuff inside bad cookies, they are, in fact, something awesome: enclosed flowers that bloom modestly inward, unlike the flamboyant showoffs on other plants. Bite a fig in half and you’ll discover a core of tiny blossoms.
- from Ben Criar’s article, Love the Fig, in the New Yorker this week.
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Jean-Luc Godard, interviewed on his Adieu au language
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'Men did it so easily, that immediate parcelling of value. And how they seemed to want you to collude on your own judgement.'
Deserving of the hype, I really enjoyed Emma Cline's The Girls. Heady, textural writing on girlhood and understanding yourself through the eyes of others. ( and also, um, murderous cults)
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“…THERE IS A CERTAIN QUALITY OF ATTENTION ONE CAN GIVE ANOTHER PERSON THAT IS DEEPLY EROTIC, DEEPLY INTIMATE, DEEPLY SENSUAL—WHETHER OR NOT ANYTHING SEXUAL IS GOING TO TRANSPIRE, OR IS EVEN MEANT TO. BUT SOMETHING ABOUT TAKING SOMEONE IN FULLY, OR FEELING THAT YOU ARE BEING TAKEN IN, FULLY APPREHENDED—I DUNNO THAT I CAN PUT IT INTO THE RIGHT WORDS, BUT THERE IS AN ALL-LIT-UP, LIQUID INTENSITY TO THAT EXCHANGE. A CHARGE LIKE NOTHING ELSE. YOU. I’M LOOKING AT YOU. AND SO, THAT QUALITY OF ATTENTION IS SOMETHING TO WHICH I’M STRONGLY DRAWN, BOTH AS A GIVER AND A RECEIVER, AND WHICH I AM DEFINITELY ALWAYS CHASING AS A WRITER.”
Claudia La Rocco (in Adult Magazine)
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Found Ottessa Moshfegh’s unwavering self love in this interview such a balm.
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