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Adults are divided about giving children new drugs for weight loss. At 13, Maggie Ervie decided to take them.

Lisa Sanders was at a large birthday party in New Haven in June 2022. It was an evening in late spring, lovely enough for the party to spill out onto the lawn. Sanders, an internal-medicine doctor at Yale, was leaning against a doorway drinking a glass of wine and catching up with her friend Erica Spatz, a cardiologist, when Spatz mentioned that she and a few other doctors had the idea of starting a new long-COVID clinic at Yale. They were looking for an internist to run it.

Tate-Pilled That the boys remember is not one particular meme or video, but how Andrew Tate conquered their TikTok “For You” pages seemingly overnight. Without warning last summer, the former kickboxing world champion obliterated the NyQuil-chicken recipes, the Minion mobs, the Amber Heard mockeries, and every other trending brainworm. It’s probably not an exaggeration to say that if you were

A plan to commit the homeless has little meaning in the ER.

Will a jury find James and Jennifer Crumbley criminally responsible for their son’s mass shooting? In July 2022, New York Magazine published “A Handgun for Christmas,” a story about Jennifer and James Crumbley, the Michigan parents charged with manslaughter after their 15-year-old son brought a gun to school and killed four of his classmates. According to a prosecutor’s brief, this

AJ Subat helped scores of strangers evacuate Afghanistan. Then he became a hero, a brother — and got in way over his head. On the night of August 23, 2021, nine women, three men, and a baby stood before Immigration officials at the Dulles Expo Center in Washington, D.C., debating how to proceed. They had departed Kabul three days earlier,

How Humans of New York became a one-man philanthropy machine Stanton is the creator of “Humans of New York,” the popular publication that has given him more wealth, freedom, and influence than he, a man whose dreams have always been outsize, ever imagined. Brandon Stanton was seated on a metal folding chair in the cavernous basement of an East Harlem

The candidate was young—twenty-eight years old, a child of Puerto Rico, the Bronx, and Yorktown Heights. She was working as a waitress and bartender. She was completely unknown, and taking on a ten-term incumbent in a city famous for protecting its political institutions. “Women like me aren’t supposed to run for office,” Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez said in a video launching her