PHOTO COURTESY OF DANNY COLE

The life of a magician’s assistant

Stacey Suarez never set out to be a magician’s assistant. It just kind of happened that way.

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I’m already pretending I have most of these diseases

John Bear

The Art Is Getting Away

I was a teenage tagger. My high school was administered by lapdogs of the dark prince. The only logical way to deal with them was to grab a fat-tipped marker and write a three-, four- or five-letter moniker, probably with the word "one" tacked on to the end (BEARONE, for example). The adults hated graffiti more than anything.