The Paris Review Smells Like Cigarettes
The Paris Review had a party last night celebrating the publication of its winter issue. Their parties are always fun—they have a great office with amazing art on the walls, guests always drink too much, there are books everywhere, but they let people smoke inside and I still smell like cigarettes.
Uzoamaka Maduka (The American Reader)
Luke Pontifell (Thornwillow Press)
Ariel Schulman (director, Catfish)
Hailey Gates (The Paris Review)