Aranha, goleiro do Santos, faz História. A torcida do Grêmio, não

Torcedores referendam as ofensas racistas ao vaiar a luta não do atleta, mas do homem. Um homem que se nega a fazer do episódio uma atração de circo. Matheus Pichonelli Mário Lúcio Duarte Costa. Gu…


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Macaroni and Cheese

A couple of years ago I made a macaroni and cheese to take to a barbecue in Villiers-Louis, France, deep country. I made this casserole in a sort of can’t be bothered way but the French loved it! …



Bibliothèques, lecteurs et écrivains

Sur un livre perchée


De la bibliothèque d’Alexandrie à la Bibliothèque Nationale de France ou la New York Public Library, les bibliothèques reflètent l’histoire de la civilisation. Espaces publics ou privés, elles sont les cathédrales de l’esprit. À la fois stimulantes et intimidantes, elles constituent le lieu magique et mystérieux de l’imagination, le labyrinthe infini de la pensée, où lecteurs et écrivains puisent inspiration et consolation.
Le cours mettra l’accent sur ​​notre relation aux bibliothèques à travers un parcours littéraire et architectural.

Alliance française de Chicago – mercredi de 19h45 à 21h15

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The Meaning of Happiness Changes Over Your Lifetime

Center for Advanced Hindsight

Swinging Happiness for BlogThe following is a scientific and personal article written by CAH member Troy Campbell about happiness.

One lovely afternoon, I began chatting to my grandpa. I was completely unaware he was about to say something that would change my view of happiness forever.

In the middle of our conversation, I felt a lull so I pulled out the classic question. “If you could have dinner with one person, living or dead, who would it be?” I couldn’t wait to talk about my long list of dead presidents, dead Beatles, dead scientists, and a really cute living movie star. But I was also really eager to hear what he’d say.

Then he simply answered, “My wife.”

I immediately assured him it’s not necessary for him to answer like that. We all knew he loves his wife, whom he eats dinner with every night and was currently over in the other room…

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The Production of Monsters

The Not Me

george-rodger-empire-state-building-observatory-800x800In 1977, my grandparents took me and my sisters to the top of the Empire State Building. I can remember being annoyed by all the waiting in line just to ride the elevator to the observation floor. We probably spent more time waiting to board that elevator than we spent viewing the view. Still, when our turn came around and after the elevator finally reached the 102nd floor, I burst out of the doors to see what all the fuss was about.

At first, I was too distracted with taking in the view to notice that my grandpa was not with me. When I turned back to search for him, I saw that he had parked himself close to the elevators away from the windows and the view. I called to him, “Grandpa, you gotta come see this.” “No thanks,” he replied “I’m good here.” “Pretty please,” I pleaded. This time he…

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