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Art Institute's section design winner, Amy Minton.

Best Of Getting & Spending 2014

Customer Service Readers’ choice: Junker Val’s, 3458 Bluebonnet Circle Critic’s choice: Glen Keely, Poag Mahone’s Irish Pub, 700 Carroll St Businesses make mistakes. But how a place...

While There’s Still Hope

In case somebody didn’t notice it because we had such beautifully mild conditions here for once, August around the world was the hottest since...
Actor Quinn Shephard wants to learn the ropes on small-budget films.

A Script For Texas

The upstairs dining room buzzed with hungry patrons at Amelia’s Attic, an antique store on the Gainesville town square. The customers were drenched in...
Gray: “When we say ‘affordable housing,’ more times than not it comes with a negative connotation.” Jeff Prince

Homes for All

For years, getting apartment developers to include affordable housing in their plans was like buying a used car –– it took a lot of...

Wage Slaves

Raising the minimum wage suddenly became a hot issue in the Texas governor’s race just after Labor Day, with Democrat Wendy Davis endorsing it...

Hire CCA, See No Evil

Immigration policies, the drug war, and lobbyists are keeping the private prison industry humming. No matter what sins a private prison company has committed,...
Ali: “I just want to make a living and feed my family.” Jeff Prince

Negative Charge

In a cramped office inside a Shell station at the corner of North University Drive and Jacksboro Highway, Ramzan R. Ali’s phone was ringing...

The Other End of the Pipeline

I’m kayaking the bay that separates Port Isabel and South Padre Island when a large dorsal fin breaks the water. Another fin surfaces, and...

Davis Gets Help

Not many people gave Democratic candidate Ann Richards a prayer of winning the Texas gubernatorial race in 1990 against the deep-pocketed Republican rancher Clayton...

The Unbearable Lightness of Being White

Once in the late 1970s, I was returning home on foot from a night of as much debauchery as I, a poor college student,...