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Love in Conversation
We toss these phrases around a lot in our relationships. We expect them, in pivotal moments, to transform our relationships.
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We toss these phrases around a lot in our relationships. We expect them, in pivotal moments, to transform our relationships.
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On God’s Favorite Customer, Tillman is naked, showing us every one of his flaws dauntlessly. Listening to the album is like reading his diary.
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In between two Coachella weekend performances, The Neighbourhood came up to the Bay Area, touring for its recently released self-titled album.
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What is love? Beyond just being a fun mnemonic device for Nat King Cole, what is this emotion that makes even Beyoncé crazy?
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Despite what the multitude of jet-skiing and hiking pictures on Facebook might suggest, there indeed exists a group of us who prefer to stay inside. There’s AC, automatic immunity from sunburns and, most importantly, reliable WiFi. However, if you’ve already gone through all of the best museums and bookstores that
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As far as concept albums go, Father John Misty’s (a.k.a. Josh Tillman’s) sophomore album, “I Love You, Honeybear,” is fairly straightforward in its driving theme — Josh Tillman himself. Coming together to form a sort of narrative self portrait, “I Love You, Honeybear” sees Tillman weaving anecdotes from his life,
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You know the routine: wake up, wipe the sleep out of your eyes and … grab your phone. Check your notifications. Two texts — both from your mom. Ignore those for now. An email — ah, it’s from Travelocity. Never mind. Three Snapchats from your high-school buddy! These should be
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When I woke up last Sunday, it wasn’t Mother’s Day. It was just another morning that seemed best spent in bed until I was awoken by a text from my mother asking if I wanted my absentee ballot mailed to me from my home in Los Angeles. I shot upright
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