Things to do: Showtel, Q-Tip at Liv, and models
You know how you pull that new copy of The New Yorker out of the mail box and, checking the index, you realize it’s one of those weeks overflowing with possibility: A killer Hertzberg (savaging some porcine Washington ne’er-do-well), the delicious Anthony Lane (toying with egos run amok), a Sasha Frere-Jones (on someone cool like Sade or Steve Earle), an elegant John Lahr and … a Booth cartoon!
BATMAN BEGINS STATUE (jim SWEET) CHRISTIAN BALE SCULPTURE ART

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