Four years ago, a group of 20-year-olds from South London who craft quiet, soulful electronic music suddenly made a huge noise. They called themselves The xx, and their debut album was an unexpected hit.
Everywhere we go, we leave a trail of personal information – in the stray hairs that land on park benches, or saliva on the edges of coffee cups. And artist Heather Dewey-Hagborg may be collecting that information, whether you like it or not.
Sue Grafton grew up pulling noir crime fiction off her father's shelves in their Louisville home. But it wasn't until she was in her 40s, already a published novelist and Hollywood screenwriter, that she tried her hand at the genre.
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