There is no Bitcoin billboard in Fort Greene, or even a sign. I was somewhat surprised to discover this after getting off the A train at Lafayette Avenue. After all, I was in the supposed hub of Bitcoin in New York City, so wouldn’t they want to shout it from the rooftops?
When I was little, my mom was the kind who always offered to talk about “my changing body.” Those three words still remain the most cringe-inducing in my repertoire, even almost 10 years later.
Django and Broomhilda share the quintessential cinematic kiss and ride off into the sunset—it’s the expected superhero film finale. The plantation has been blown up in a spectacular show of classic Tarantino violence, ending slavery as we know it in this imagined world.
Apr 24, 3:34pm
Gerry Visco, the Classics academic administrator for 18 years, is easily recognizable by her bright eyeshadow, platinum tousled hair, and eccentric style. She has earned three degrees from Columbia including... Read More
Apr 24, 1:15pm
Check out these stories in this week’s edition of The Eye. I Woke Up Like This: Former Spectator Managing Editor Finn Vigeland joins four Columbians—two students and two administrators—in their morning routines... Read More
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