Mr. ‘Jingly Wingly’ Raymond, Santa to the Stars (@bisonfish.bsky.social)

“I look down at the crashing swell. Alone at the after-party, a kind of honeymoon in hell. I am on the list, a bit of grave misfortune. I am in the New York Post, even worse. The ink is black, the pages yellow. Everything, some kind of lie. What of doubt? Scientists cannot see the soul.”

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Sentences From American Canto That Sent Me To The Hospital I reviewed Olivia Nuzzi's American Canto for Slate. There's far less RFK Jr. in it than you'd expect. https://substack.com/home/post/p-180521378

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