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I Still Can't Speak to My Dad, Even Though He Might Be About to Die
I traveled home to see him, and all I could talk about was my belt.
Why Does Everything Remind Me of Taking Cocaine?
Playing a game of chess against my son, I was transported back 20 years, to a house where I'd go to score cocaine and sometimes smoke crack.
I Got Hit By a Car and Turned Into a Racist Libertines Fan
Serious trauma does funny stuff to your brain.
Having a Brain Injury Is Like Going to a Belgian Hardcore Rave
After getting hit by a car, it didn't occur to me that not getting an MRI was a mistake.
Most of My Heroes Don't Appear on No Stamp
I'd like my money a whole lot more if it had a picture of one of these four heroes on it.
What It's Like to Be Hit By a Car and Forget Who You Are
When John Doran was hit by a car recently, his crash helmet shattered, he was knocked out, and he ended up with a concussion so severe that he temporarily forgot who he was.
Why the British Gym Is a Uniquely Hellish Place
Bizarre entry procedures, music you will hear nowhere else and constant reminders of the inevitable end of days.
I'm Pushing 45 and I Want to Get Fit So I Can Beat Up Strangers at Bus Stops
The first installment of John Doran's new column for VICE.
My Son Has Replaced Me with a Cardboard Daddy
An essay on the everyday difficulties of helping your kids grow up.