In Stockholm he’s a legendary performance artist from the 60s who all the punk kids call “Grandfather Martin.” In New York he’s a scary bum who’s about to take a shit in the middle of the train and then stab you with his four-inch fingernails.
Thought and Memory
New Fiction by Ed Park
Malaysian Neo-Nazis
Fighting for a Pure Malay Race
The Strongest Dwarf in New Jersey
Remembering My Tormentor
Gay Men and Their Misogyny Problem
It's Not Cute Anymore
Snooping Around Nicolas Cage's House
So Many Bummers
Saudi Arabia's Feminist Revolution
It's Not Happening
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