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by PETE MACY

A few months ago, my friend Jake and I were walking around Manhattan when we came upon a huge crowd of people standing and cheering behind police barricades. They were there to try to get a glimpse of a movie being shot. Now, films being shot on location happen all the time in New York without...

by JOY BRYANT

Bright lights and Showtime!
Paparazzi and a theme song!
Red carpet and auto-tune!
Implants and a best-dressed look!

Fame.
It used to be that only a precious few got to taste its sweetness.
Now it’s on everyone’s lips.
The overnight success is no longer a myth...

by ADRIAN ASHKENAZY

There I was in my underwear, all 6’4” 230 pounds of me – my ass looked like a pair of basketballs stapled together, and my stomach was hanging so far over my waistline that any recognition of manhood was, at best, a distant memory. I had completely shaved my chest – conveniently conformist for...