n+1, Issue 5: Decivilizing Process (Winter 2007)

n+1, Issue 5: Decivilizing Process (Winter 2007)

Language: English

Pages: 136

ISBN: 2:00244298

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

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n+1 is a New York–based American literary magazine that publishes social criticism, political commentary, essays, art, poetry, book reviews, and short fiction. It is published three times each year, and content is published on its website several times each week. Each print issue averages around 200 pages in length.


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Issue Five - Decivilizing Process, Winter 2007: 136 pgs

Technological excess, from email to porn to blogs. Basharat Peer sees torture in Kashmir, Eli S. Evans watches television in Los Angeles. A fable by Benjamin Kunkel, fiction about nuclear proliferation, a report on flying cars.


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