My Tennis Game
My tennis game was raised by wolves. Abandoned as an infant, it sat in a dark part of the forest for three days. It cried helplessly and was finally discovered …
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Has Childhood Gone AWOL?
Both picture books and young readers seem to be disappearing as a new target market takes shape
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Deconstructionists get down on gun deaths
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Shifting Sands
Canada has plenty of oil, while China and the US are thirsty and desperate
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Hockey: The Great Literary Shutout
Hockey literature takes a bodycheck
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A Manual’s Labours
The self-help sex book, like its first readers, has crossed middle age. With Viagra, both get a little lift
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The Crystal Method
Iconic architecture à la Daniel Libeskind has produced some extraordinary buildings. But what kinds of cities will it create?
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