Reading
The author on writing his new book “Crossings,” about the environmental destruction of roads.
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Oh, so you’re planning to be a [stay-at-home / working] mom once your baby is born? Ha! More like a [slacker who just wants an excuse to binge Real Housewives in her pajamas all day / heartless bitch who doesn’t care about her kid].
You might think that [staying home / working] is best for your kid, but [it’s not healthy for kids to be around their mothers 24-7 / mothers should really be around for their kids 24-7].
Everyone knows that you [staying at home / going back to work] is actually the worst thing for your child. Thanks to you, your poor baby will be [stuck in a bubble with its brain rotting from zero socialization / neglected while it cries for hours in baby jail, a.k.a. daycare] and probably grow up to be a serial killer. I believe Jeffrey Dahmer’s mom [stayed at home / worked outside the home].
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Setting
Fantasy: My bathroom is four thousand square feet and bursting with natural sunlight. It overlooks my personal botanical garden, overflowing with exotic, lush plants. My vintage clawfoot bathtub is pristine and pairs perfectly with the art deco aesthetic of my entire high-rise penthouse, just as Nate Berkus planned when he designed it.
Reality: My studio apartment overlooks a crime scene, and I need to clean two years’ worth of hair and nail clippings out of the drain before I can get in the tub. A cockroach scuttles by as I yank out a clog the size of a yeti.
Slipping into the bath
Fantasy: I slip out of my perfectly fitting Hermes yachting robe from behind a vintage silk screen. As it falls from my soft, hairless body, the robe immediately flies to the end of my bed and folds itself into a neat square. The bathwater is a soothing temperature, and I slide into it as gracefully as an oiled baby seal, not displacing a single drop. I release a small, satisfied sigh.
Art by Matt Smith
So now what yah got tah undahstand is that no one even knew where Sweden n’ Nahway n’ Finland n’ Russia ended back in the Viking days ‘cause back in those days those fuckin’ countries didn’t even prahpahly exist yet! Which actually sounds pretty good in Russia’s case right now, but at any rate all it was was just a bunch’ah kings n’ chieftains n’ shit all doin’ the eahrly stages’ah nation-buildin’ thing in the capital regions but way out there in the great nohrthuhn woods was the semi-nomadic reindee’ah people.