Narratively

The “magic number” helped foreigners like me get by without learning the language. But I didn’t feel at home in China until I finally hung up the phone.

As a young white man living in the West Bank, I found great sympathy with the Palestinian cause—even when a wrong turn during a riot nearly became a nightmare.

As an author seeking representation and a single woman seeking love, I let the strange charade go on a little too long.

A perpetually shirtless San Franciscan launches the most intimate of business plans: spooning for sale.

A former Catholic schoolgirl from the South finds her calling in the big city, fulfilling one fetishistic fantasy after another.

A baby-averse young woman finds her own way to help build a family—by giving a stranger her eggs.