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Have Animals Declared War On Us?

For millennia, humans have been wreaking havoc on animals. And now it appears that animals are striking back. So, I interviewed James Donahue, who believes the uptick in animal attacks is an omen to the "end of days." Full story

Doomed

Photos by Bryan Derballa. Styling and Creative Director: Annette Lamothe-Ramos. Full story

Twenty-Four Straight Hours of College Basketball Destroyed My Mind

An endless parade of crimson-lipped cheerleaders and reptilian coaches began to bleed together, and all the games merged into a single, massive, all-consuming monstrosity of competition whose sole purpose was to wear me down. Here, in the cruel light of day, the spectacle of 24 s… Full story

I Went to Syria to Learn How to Be a Journalist

And Failed Miserably at It While Almost Dying a Bunch of Times

Sunil Patel had never been published before he decided to go to Syria in August 2012 to become a war correspondent. It was a foolish idea for sure, and he almost died several times during his trip, but we still think his story was worth the risk. Full story

Bath Salts in the Wound

How a Plague of Ladybug Attractant Ravaged Roanoke, Virginia

Few places were as primed for the plague of bath salts as the Southeast neighborhood of Roanoke, Virginia. Before long, buyers swarmed the tobacco stores that carried it. Salt users would show up at a retailer five or six times a day. The lines were longer than a food bank or a W… Full story

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A Date With Death on the Golden Gate Bridge

It was 75 years ago, today, that Harold Wobber stopped at about the midpoint of the bridge, took off his jacket and vest, reportedly said, "This is where I get off," and hopped from the railing. Since then approximately 1,558 people have jumped from the bridge to their deaths. Full story

Amphetamine Logic

Coke Sex for Teen Sluts

Sometimes when a dick is inside me I can’t help but think about my family. I know that sounds totally gross, but I don’t mean it in, like, an incestuous way. My dad never fucked me or anything. I think it has more to do with guilt, you know, or I’m ashamed, for whatever nutty rea… Full story

I Was a Corporate Tobacco Peddler

You know that reoccurring dream you get where you feel so heavy and you’re trying to move or run but you’re not getting anywhere? And you scream for help, but your voice doesn’t make a sound? And everything is dark? That’s what it was like working at Philip Morris. Full story

Fringes

How to Sell Drugs

We learned the secrets of a big-time NYC drug dealer—from how his crew operates to where he gets his dope. Full story

Question of the Day

How Would You Like to Die?

New Yorkers have some pretty sick death fantasies. Personally, I'd like to be trampled by turtles. Full story