Sublime

If Sam had any strong sexual identifications, straight or gay, there would have been a dozen co-ops delighted to have him. The fact that Sam chose to live in an all-male nonspecific probably meant that, underneath the friendliness, the intelligence, the power, he was probably rotten with neurosis; behind him would be a string of shattered communal

Team Δy chief Alan Britton, M.S. & J.D., of whom one sensed that no one had ever even once made fun, was an immense and physically imposing man, roughly 6'1" in every direction, with a large smooth shiny oval head in the precise center of which were extremely tiny close-set features arranged in the invulnerably cheerful expression of a man who had

rigmarole,

The one constant was 21 and 42. Rick never tired of watching the alpha pair, especially 21, who was unlike any wolf he had ever seen. Even before 21 left his natal pack, Rick had known he was unusual. One morning in the spring of 1997, two years after Doug Smith and Carter Niemeyer rescued 21 following the death of his father, Rick watched the

in early 1923, Dalí met Federico García Lorca, a dazzling young polymath from Andalusia who was just returning to the Residencia after a long absence. The son of a rich gentleman farmer, Lorca was born in Fuente Vaqueros, near Granada. He was a gifted musician and a fabled raconteur who was studying law and philosophy but spent most of his time

territory was being encroached upon. “Even eye color?” Rich’s eyes widened. “Boring,” Levi said. “Eye color, hair color, height, gender—those

His name was Horatio Brown, but no one—except me, years later—ever called him that.