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Incredibly tense and beautifully shot exploration of the hidden byways of New York City. Things you don’t want to hear when in a subway tunnel with the screech of a train fast approaching:

Explorer guy: There it is…fuck.

Camera guy: Fuck?!

Scarier than a scary film.

George Plimpton tries 5 plays as QB for the Detroit Lions in 1964:

“Set!” I called out, my voice loud and astonishing to hear, as if it belonged to someone shouting into the ear holes of my helmet, “16, 66, 55, _hut _one, hut two, hut three,” and at “three” the ball slapped back into my palm. The lines cracked together with a yawp and smack of pads and gear, and I had the sense of quick, heavy movement as I turned for the backfield. Not having taken more than a step, I was hit hard from the side, and as I gasped, the ball was jarred loose.

Short, but nicely put together and researched.

The Idler:

Batman can’t be written as totally crazy, because the sense of right and wrong is so essential, but Batman is so hell-bent on rightness, on structure because of something missing inside of himself.

How’d you like to collect your copy of Wired and find your address, birthday, share portfolio and dating history printed on the cover?