As a child, I used to think narwhals were mythical, a misconception that persisted embarrassingly late into my adulthood. I had misremembered, somewhere in my brain, the old story that well-meaning scientists had, for some centuries, been mistaking narwhal horns for the horns of unicorns, and been taking them as proof of these fantastic beasts’ existence. My version of narwhals—my adult version, at least—was a fake… read more >
Whores don’t usually talk about souls
“And then suddenly she said…’you’re a man with a soul.’ I didn’t try to deny it — I was too happy, I guess. When a
