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Read more, live longer
December 1996 • 864 words • City of Words
Many are the claims that have been made for the redemptive power of art. Now here’s another: it makes us live longer. In the Christmas… more»
You’re never alone with a clone
March 1997 • 911 words • City of Words
Two advances in gene-splicing technology in one week. The birth of a cloned… more»
The phoenix in the burning season
June 1996 • 1,037 words • City of Words
In the dry forests of the northern hemisphere it is the burning season. In New Mexico and Arizona, in India and Mongolia, wild fires consume… more»
The chewing-gum club
16 June 1997 • 988 words • City of Words
On the train a man with a long beard is reading Proust. And as he reads he is chewing gum. His long beard trembles a… more»
Brit Crits Nix Car Wreck Sex Flick
1996 • 1,219 words • City of Words
The mad traffic of automobiles, the inefficacy of censors and the venality of show business converge in the fuss over Crash, David Cronenberg’s film of… more»
A view across the bay
November 1995 • 1,302 words • City of Words
At breakfast in the Hotel Anglo-Americano, a five-dollar-a-night hotel in Salvador da Bahia, the café con leche was thin and weak, the milk reconstituted from… more»
Hamlet in Ethiopia
December 1995 • 1,216 words • City of Words
You can’t get away from Hamlet. Not in the West End, nor yet on Broadway (where Daniel Day-Lewis and Ranulph Fiennes are currently filling the role), nor… more»
Into my heart an air that kills
March 1996 • 1,299 words • City of Words
When I was aged nine or ten my grandmother gave me a leather-bound edition of A Shropshire Lad. It was a copy my grandfather had bought for her … more»
From Ladbroke Grove to Mars
19 July 1996 • 967 words • City of Words
Last Sunday in London environmental activists occupied the motorway spur between Shepherd’s Bush Green and the Westway, punching holes in the hardtop and planting trees… more»
Raw whale, roast puffin, deep-fried Mars Bars
December 1995 • 737 words • City of Words
When it comes to food no one would call me choosy. Bread and… more»
