On Ed Boyden’s Twitter feed, you’ll find a picture of him with Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau. Boyden, wearing a blazer, no tie, and glasses, holds up a Petri dish as Trudeau, sleeves rolled up and tie loosened, leans in to examine the sample.
It’s almost 2 a.m. at Lightning in a Bottle, a music festival in Bradley, Calif. The Portland, Ore.-based DJ, Emancipator, is playing his last hypnotic beat and the final headliner, Zhu, just finished an intense electronic set.
Sheena Cruickshank stood in front of a crowd of millennials in flower crowns and harem pants.
Unlike many sports, climbing has a vibrant community of participants in their 60s and 70s. The Ironworks gym in Berkeley, California, calls these veteran climbers the Geriatric Crew.
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Can there ever be such a thing as safe sesh? The Debrief looks at the rise of attempts to offset the effects of psychoactive drugs like MDMA with healthy supplements and anti-depressants.
“Should we share this bench and totally freak that girl out?” Dixie De La Tour motioned to a bench at Dolores Park. A woman in her mid-20s sat at one end, working on what looked like trig homework.
If you asked my roommates what’s the hardest part about living with me, they would probably say it’s the fact that I listen to talk radio while I sleep.
A GPS leads a group of dusty shirtless men and women in steel-toed boots to a nondescript patch of Nevada desert. It’s no different than the swath of sand to its left or to its right, until a spike is driven into the ground.
At the Women of Science and Engineering Office, Lego pieces were strewn over the floor and computers with circuitry programs peaked out from behind unkempt, frizzy adolescent hair, tween pop and Disney songs played in the background.