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Zach Helfand

Zach Helfand

Editor, at The New Yorker

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  • English
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  • General Assignment News

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Recent Articles

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Olive Garden Is the Real True North

Olive Garden Is the Real True North
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All Rise! Coyote Court Is Now in Session

In the new film “Coyote vs. Acme,” starring Will Forte, Wile E. Coyote demands justice from the company that keeps blowing him up. Here to weigh in is the personal-injury attorney Motorcycle Mike.
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Extra! Extra! Read All About It . . . Again

At the Old News Newsstand, yesterday’s headlines are today’s hot scoops—discarded Timeses, out-of-vogue Vogues, cool zines, even vintage smut.
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Il Paradiso Italiano di Julian Schnabel

At his pink palazzo, in the West Village, the artist packs up paintings for a Pace exhibit and discusses his new movie, about Dante—produced by, and guest-starring, Martin Scorsese.
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Rope-a-Dope

Are the Enhanced Games an existential threat to fairness or a cure for death?
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British Grammar Invades the American World Cup

The World Cup has brought Britishisms to U.S. soccer coverage. “Linguistically, as on the pitch, the Americans can often be found ball-chasing,” Zach Helfand writes.
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Erling Haaland Plays Like a Viking

Norway’s hulking striker brought his country back to the World Cup for the first time in almost thirty years. How far can they go?
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How to Canoe to the World Cup in New Jersey

Getting to MetLife Stadium for the World Cup is a nightmare. One writer tries a novel approach: canoe.
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Michael Arden Catches a Flight

The theatre director’s latest show, “The Lost Boys,” has its actors dangle high above the stage. At an indoor-skydiving joint, it’s his turn to defy gravity.
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LIV Golf Is Dying of Boredom

Once you got past the Saudi-backed league’s business drama, what you were left with was watching sensationally wealthy, morally compromised middle-aged men go to work.
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How Professional Wrestling Prepared Linda McMahon for Trump’s Cabinet

The Education Secretary ran the W.W.E. for years with her husband, Vince, an unstable man who, like her new boss, has a genius for inflaming the crowd.
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When Soul Food Met Daniel Boulud

The Harlem franchise Charles Pan-Fried Chicken invited a bunch of chefs to take over for the weekend. Up next: oxtails from Lana Lagomarsini.