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A set of inexplicable toes may wind up saving Andrew Gillum’s marriage and political career. The Democrat who almost became Florida’s governor in 2018 was naked and comatose on the floor of a Miami hotel in wha...

Supporters of Pete Buttigieg were often indignant toward liberal perceptions that he was “the wrong type of gay,” without many recognizing his candidacy was the wet dream of one of the first sets of Americans t...

My new kitten is utterly adorable, and I bet she tastes delicious, too. Fixie’s bright enough to play fetch, sharp enough to catch onto the tricks I use to get her out of my bedroom, and has such a lively chara...

This was the first time my body was searched for weapons at a museum entrance, so I could empathize with the confused 14-year-old in our group. “My son lives in the suburbs, sir,” my cousin said, explaining ...

There are few things pettier and worse at keeping secrets than a social media algorithm. You’ll download an app to discreetly chat with guys you met on other platforms, only to have the program send a message t...

It’s difficult to argue on behalf of childhood trauma without seemingly encouraging parents to fuck up their kids’ formative years. However, many of my (self-identified) most neurotic friends grew up with an em...

The Battle of Chick-fil-A might be the first culture clash where both sides consistently win. A decade of public relations warfare hasn’t halted the progress of either adversary toward its goals, and since the ...

One of my biggest fears as an 18-year-old on the verge of coming out of the closet was being wrong about being gay. Perhaps my experimentation with other boys was a phase – an extended, immersive one – and how ...

The “Who Viewed Your Profile” section for most of my dating apps should be renamed “Guys Who Dodged Your Shot.” Whenever I click on that feature, it’s usually a recap of men with whom I have unsuccessfully flir...

I got a new kitty last week, and if this one dies in less than five years I’ll know for sure I’m not meant to be a pet owner. The sadness I felt when my first cat suddenly died when he was four was surpassed by...