The eighties spy drama “The Americans” is sexier than many pay-cable shows, in part because it’s about life as role-play

Illustration by Studio Nippoldt for The New Yorker (31 March, 2014)

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jaclcfrost:

"i’m not bitter" i say, bitterly, with a bitter expression

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patheticjunkies:

cant believe i care about jesse pinkman so much he’s not even a real person and i literally wonder how he’s doing like twice a day

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#mad men  

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sadstagram:

don’t trust zayn i’m like 80% sure he’s just sucking the attractiveness out of his band mates. there is no other explanation to him looking like that while they look like that

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Title: Believe It or Not Artist: George 103,231 plays

whereweroam:

Believe it or not, George isn’t at home.
Please leave a message at the beep.
I must be out or I’d pick up the phone, where could I be?
Believe it or not, I’m not home

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ϟ Harry James Potter, 31 July, 1980

"This boy will be famous, a legend. I wouldn’t be surprised if today was known as Harry Potter day in future. There will be books written about Harry, every child in our world will know his name."

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valencing:

oh well, at least zayn looked good

-ancient one direction proverb

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riannafinch:

a cute pic of me in 100 years

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makomori:

in the ➒ ➒ » a mix for the coolest precinct— that’s how we do it in the nine-nine. [#####]

Brooklyn Nine Nine Opening Credits
No Sleep Till Brooklyn- Beastie Boys
U Can’t Touch This- MC Hammer
Say You’ll Be There- Spice Girls
What About Your Friends- TLC
This Is How We Do It- Montell Jordan
Gettin’ Jiggy wit It- Will Smith
Ain’t No Mountain High Enough- Marvin Gaye & Tammi Terrell
Celebration- Kool And The Gang
Beat It- Michael Jackson
1999- Prince

jaclcfrost:

the whole concept of flirting is just lost on me most of the time really. whenever someone is like “oh they were flirting with you” i’m just like. what. whenever someone is like “were you flirting with them?” i’m just like. what. whenever someone is like “oh you totally were flirting with them!” i’m just like. what. what is flirting. what is going on. what. i have no idea what’s going on. what

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The truth is, everyone likes to look down on someone. If your favorites are all avant-garde writers who throw in Sanskrit and German, you can look down on everyone. If your favorites are all Oprah Book Club books, you can at least look down on mystery readers. Mystery readers have sci-fi readers. Sci-fi can look down on fantasy. And yes, fantasy readers have their own snobbishness. I’ll bet this, though: in a hundred years, people will be writing a lot more dissertations on Harry Potter than on John Updike. Look, Charles Dickens wrote popular fiction. Shakespeare wrote popular fiction - until he wrote his sonnets, desperate to show the literati of his day that he was real artist. Edgar Allan Poe tied himself in knots because no one realized he was a genius. The core of the problem is how we want to define “literature”. The Latin root simply means “letters”. Those letters are either delivered - they connect with an audience - or they don’t. For some, that audience is a few thousand college professors and some critics. For others, its twenty million women desperate for romance in their lives. Those connections happen because the books successfully communicate something real about the human experience. Sure, there are trashy books that do really well, but that’s because there are trashy facets of humanity. What people value in their books - and thus what they count as literature - really tells you more about them than it does about the book.

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