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The Rust Belt Guide to March Madness
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Who the Heck Is Clyfford Still?!
It ain’t easy being important, as Clyfford Still taught me the other day. On that particular afternoon, I found myself
Where Am I?!
Where am I? I asked myself. Thanks to GPS—and a still-functioning brain—I knew the answer in a spatial sense. The
Sorry, but I Think You’re a Cityist
What the heck is a cityist? I’ll get there. First, we have to start with some -isms. Leading the way
Sorry, I Accidentally Wrote Another Book
Sh*t happens. In my case, it’s another book. The first apology, of course, goes to mom. J.D. Salinger, in The
Rust Belt Man’s Son Goes to London
Rust Belt Man’s son is embarrassed. His dad—well let’s just say he’s not the most refined guy around. And Rust
Rust Belt Man Goes to Paris
Rust Belt Man goes to Paris, mutters Rust Belt Man to himself. It’s part pep talk, part disbelief. He never
The Quirkiest Man in Upstate New York
Quirkiest, in the minds of some, has a cozy relationship with weirdest. But I’ll let you decide. After all, who
The Most Midwestern Game of All Time
Thursday, March 26, 2026. The most Midwestern game of all time. It’s only fitting, as the game was part of
How WAB Saved My Blog
The only thing that matters is money, said no blogger ever. Just ask the WAB guy. WAB, you may or
The Rust Belt Guide to March Madness
It’s March 2026, and the newly niched Amol is stuck asking himself, How the hell can I still write about