The cats would pour out of the old mill in a torrent of upraised tails when the women appeared. Every evening, after 6 o clock, when the businesses had closed for the day and things quietened down, the ladies would come with their meagre supplies of food, held in burlap, potato bags, to feed the forgotten cats. 2,397 more words
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The new New Republic is launching an in-house native advertising division called Novel, the company announced today.
“Leveraging proprietary marketing technology and The New Republic’s… 257 more words
Throughout my professional career, I’ve worked for some major for-profit companies. One of them has nearly 10,000 employees. There’s a particular “vibe” that comes with working for a place that brings in $3 billion per year in revenue. 1,175 more words