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Editor- and Editrix-in-Chief
Clayton AldernJennie Young Carr
 Managing Editor of Features
Zoë Hoffman
 Managing Editor of Arts & Culture
Alexa Trearchis
Managing Editor of Lifestyle
Rémy Robert
 Features Editor
Kathy Nguyen
 Arts & Culture Editors
Claire LuchetteBen Resnik
 Lifestyle Editor
Cassie Packard
 Serif Sheriff
Clara Beyer
 Large Plaid Asian
Phil Lai
 Staff Writer
Lily Goodspeed
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Marissa IlardiMadeleine DenmanAdela WuSheila Sitaram
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Claire is running theChicago Marathonon Sunday. She wasborn to run. Unfor-tunately, she will not be naked in the race.Nonetheless,
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Tank you, Jim, Brown, and readership. Wetruly thank you or this opportunity. We couldnot be happier, nor more ortunate, to write thisnote or your ever-attentive eyes.Now, your question is excellent and relevant. It’strue: We are a nation o immigrants. Literally or-ty-eight percent o you believe that sixty percento you once believed that. But let me answer yourquestion with another question. When spring ar-rives, we say it has sprung. But what o October?Fellow Americans, October has birthed. But itdidn’t birth alone. It took your grit and determi-nation, and a lot o prenatal yoga.Here at the Post- oce, we are waist-deep inpumpkin ale; or as our opponent calls it, “Oc-tober’s aterbirth.” But we are not drunk, dear-est readership. Rather, we are somberly sobering up on the promise o this great nation. I we aredrunk on anything, it is our amber waves o glu-ten-ree grain. Just like Pamela in Massachusetts, who sometimes eats bread. We shook her hand,olks.Tis week’s issue contains the ruits o our—o your—labor. We talked to strangers. We consid-ered the Millennials. But were we not talking toone another and considering ourselves?Post- is not araid to delve into the real issuesat hand. onight, we InDesign greatness. onight, we help birth America.debatably and didactically,
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bad sex // beejemily post- // emily post-a clean, well-planted place //alice preminger
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young folks // zoë hoffman
5 arts & culture
the play’s the thing // caitlin kennedy
6 arts & culture
the artists down the street // jordanmainzer
7 lifestyle
food with ’tude // jane brendlingervirginity affinity // MM
8 lifestyle
in strangers we trust // mintakaangellpost- it notestop ten
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Dear Beej,Do you have a recommendation on sex toys, o ei-ther the male or emale variety? My cousins are rater-nal twins, and I’m looking or git ideas.Tanks, Le Cousin Dangereux.
Dear Cuz, What a thoughtul git idea. A sex toy is notonly a highly personalized object that suggests youknow your cousins well but also something thatthey will cherish or years to come. As or recommendations, I have a ew avoritesthat make great gits. Albeit, my taste in gadgetshas oten been reerred to as “kinky,” “hardcore,”and “physically taxing.” Tough most people aresexual wusses in my book, I understand that we allhave dierent thresholds, so I’ve included in thislist some edgy yet introductory pieces that will ex-cite the inexperienced and the hardened sex addictalike. I highly recommend suction toys, since mess-ing around with the vacuum cleaner can be a risky option. o tantalize both sexes, mini nipple suckers“add a surprisingly satisying nip o suction to yourtit teasing.” Another road less traveled is sensationplay. Te Foreplay Ice Glacial Stimulator, a “pushpop o chilling ecstasy,” is an addition that will par-adoxically heat things up in any bedroom. And orthe hardcore in all o us, I’d recommend the Fuck Saw. It’s a dildo attached to an engine, and I rarely leave home without it. With the Fuck Saw, it’s notsex, it’s making love.Here’s to gits that keep on giving,Beej
Dear Beej,I just met a really cute grad student in my seminar on Postcolonial Birthing Methods. He’s 29, very attrac-tive, and I just died when he made a comment last week about the concept o the vaginal space. I’m trying as hard as I can to impress him in section, but how doI get him to change his idea o me rom silly undergrad to academic maven?  Any help I can get,Want to be Under Grad 
Dear Under Grad, You could work this three ways. First o all—does he know you’re an undergrad? I not, hedoesn’t really need to.I he does know, exude an aura o maturity. Wearsome pumps and carry a purse. Carry around somephotos o children that may or may not be yourown. Casually work into conversation that thereare “too many undergrads” at the GCB. Lastly, andthis might be your best option, play the youth cardto your advantage—preteen mini skirts, baby talk, what have you. Play it like you’re looking or a men-tor. Every grad student loves a worshipper.Unless your class does a unit on postcolonialconception, I wouldn’t talk about class.Huzzah!Beej
a clean, well-planted place
how ’bout them squash
I asked to describe the corner o El-mwood and Broad in the Southside o Providence, I wouldn’t immediately think “armland.” Call me old ashioned, but theskeleton o a deunct warehouse, a run-down Cash or Gold shop, and a “FreePhone!” kiosk don’t scream ertile ground. Where were the eggplants I was prom-ised? Te potatoes? Hell, I would havesettled or a wimpy stalk o decaying to-matoes. Had Google Maps led me astray?Had a kindly gentleman not noticedmy abject disorientation and pointed mein the direction o City Farm (or “that lit-tle arm,” as he called it), I would still be wandering aimlessly around Providence’sSouthside.Tis little arm is but one o 35 scatteredthroughout Providence, part o the South-side Community Land rust’s (SCL)Healthy Urban Gardening initiative.Founded by a group o college students in1981, the program grew (har har) out o an eort to revitalize the then-struggling Southside community. Te project aimedto provide the neighborhood, which lackedaccess to resh produce and space in whichto grow it, with opportunities to raise theirown sustainably produced ood. In doing so, the members o SCL hoped to ostera greater sense o community amongst itsresidents. Te group has since become anorganization with some 25 sta members,partnered with the Providence mainstayslike Blue State Coee and Local 121 (justto name a ew), and provided over 8,500community members with the resourcesto maintain their own source o ood. Andor neighborhoods like the one tending toCF, in which local dining options are lim-ited to McDonald’s and Dunkin’ Donuts,and there is nary a park to be ound, that’sa pretty big deal.So how exactly does this work? In thecase o City Farm, it means taking what would otherwise be a vacant lot, destinedor seizure by either bloodthirsty weeds orland developers, and transorming it intoa working arm. Te horticultural worldinside the chain-linked ence (this is a city,ater all) was reminiscent o an idyllic 17th-century New England Homestead. Teplot is rie with tangles o bushes speckled with peppers, blossoms o red kale plants,and heads o broccoli enshrouded withintheir umbrella-esque leaves. And thoseeggplants? Dangling rom their leay stalkslike strange oblong Christmas ornaments.Tese specimens, along with a laundry list o others—ranging rom the expectedraspberries and mint leaves to the moreexotic tomatillos and gooseberries—aretended to by a team o loving neighbor-hood residents, Southside Land rustmembers, and gaggles o enthusiastic lo-cal elementary school children. Since allarm members are required to devote sev-eral days a month to the arm’s upkeep,the garden has become a mutual pointo investment amongst neighbors, and isnow becoming a orum in which commu-nity members orm bonds with each other.Such a collaborative care process is theother aim o SCL’s program: to nurturebonds among neighbors through a mutualconnection to their potatoes and squash—not to mention a shared appreciation orresh zucchini.For those already involved in the arm-to-table movement, this “hyper-local”ood sourcing is a natural next step to- wards long-term sustainability (and a break or those o us who nd Farmstead’sprices a bit out o reach). And though City Farm is rather territorial about direct in-volvement with its upkeep—non-memberparticipation is limited to harvest daysand is on a volunteer-only basis—its ten-ders are all too happy to gush about theirarm. Or, better yet, help you start yourown community arm. Te organization’sextensive Urban Agriculture ResourceCenter oers an abundance o tips or as-piring armers—rom how to pique inter-est amongst the neighbors, und start-upcosts (those plant beds don’t come cheap),and, o course, convert that weedy lot intoa home t or the nickiest o plants. Forthose seeking something more hands on,the arm sponsors weekly events, ranging rom arm tours to chicken raising work-shops (apparently Providence has a pretty happening chicken-keeping scene), all inthe hope o educating and inspiring utureurban armers. And those magnicent zucchini? Oneo the auxiliary benets o sowing such a multitude o crops is the hety nancialbenet the neighborhood reaps rom theirharvest. While City Farm is a not-or-pro-it venture, one can easily nd its productsor purchase. Te garden supplies severallocal vendors, such as downtown Provi-dence’s White Electric Coee Co., makesrequent appearances at several Providencearmers’ markets (most requently at thebiweekly market in Lippett Park), andsponsors a subscription-based monthly de-livery program, with the proceeds o salesgoing directly to und the arm’s mainte-nance. Not to mention, o course, that thearm is always open to curious passersby,meaning you can always visit those salubri-ous squash in person.
For more inormation about City Farm,or the Southside Community Land rust,check out http://www.southsideclt.org/.Illustration by Sheila Sitaram
ALICE PREMINGER contributing writerBEEJunqualified
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Dear Emily,I’m a month into a relationship witha good-looking guy who watches Down-ton Abbey with me, doesn’t overuse hair  products, and lets me eat all o our sup- posedly shared desserts. I am constantly on the verge o blurting out “I love you,” but I’m not sure whether it’s too soon. Is there etiquette or this? I don’t want to reak him out! Sincerely,Hurriedly Appointing Specifc erms to Emotions 
Dear HASE, Ah, young love.Emily suspects that a requentreader or two is grumbling something that sounds awully like, “I’m notsure a chilly WASP with a Hermèsbox ull o discarded wedding bandsis qualied to give romantic advice.”(Te ruit o Emily’s womb has had a ew choice remarks on this subject re-cently. o which Emily invariably re-sponds, “Darling, this is not Sabrina.One doesn’t marry the help.”) Yes, it’s true that Emily is more aptto murmur a rapturous “I love you” toher ull-length mink than to a humanbeing. Who needs the arms o a man when wrapped in the plush embraceo vintage urs? Still, there’s quite a lotabout those three words that can only be taught by experience and acrimo-nious divorces.In romance, as in lawn tennis, lovemeans nothing. Now, now, dearestHASE. Don’t get huy. Your brainis awash with perectly delightulchemicals, and it’s only natural oryou to want to give this high a name. Why not “love”?Emily’s point is this: You do your-sel a disservice when you think o love as a mystical, weighty emotionthat must be contemplated ad nau-seum. Perhaps it’s all just chemicals.Perhaps not. Regardless, it’s certainthat your experience o love is en-tirely unlike that o your best riendor even that o this well-coiedyoung man you’re seeing. Tere’s nouniversal denition or the emotion(though Emily has noticed an irritat-ing tendency to make the attempt atone in the early stages o love aairs),so how much meaning can the word“love” truly have? Stop taking it all sobloody seriously!
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