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In a meeting Tuesday, the Berkeley City Council asked the city manager to draft a policy recommendation to address safety and environmental impacts related to “abandoned” vehicles, especially RVs, parked in the public right-of-way. Critics worry that the potential policy would push people currently living in vehicles onto the streets without providing adequate support to residents who are unhoused.

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My particular annoyance with and dislike of Caitlin Clark isn’t entirely her fault, but rather our society’s inability to have an honest conversation about her.

 

I had cracked the code! I was one admirable display of devout self-control away from pure, wind-in-my-hair freedom. No longer would I be chained by my neural pathways to a life of boredom and high screen time. I was done mucking about at the slop bucket, ready to sniff out excitement like a truffle-seeking pig in the pursuit of more nutritious scraps.

Last weekend, I moved into my first Berkeley apartment, and now all I can think of is how I might furnish it to perfection. So far, I own a desk, chair, bed, headboard and box spring. Here’s the catch: It was all free.

Step into Berkeley’s creepiest liminal spaces in celebration of the new “Backrooms” movie. Explore to your heart’s content, and remember, some of these spaces may feel cold yet familiar, an eerie world waiting just for you.

In the sweltering Alabama heat, two boys grow up side by side along the Chattahoochee River, bound by friendship, faith, and a secret neither can name. Decades later, after years spent trying to become the men their church expected them to be, they reunite in their hometown and confront the truth they've carried alone for most of their lives.

At the order of the blaring siren sounds emerging from her iPhone, Janet jolted up, accidentally slamming her head — though violently — against the wall of her small bedroom.

What interests me about “Backrooms” its unmistakable quality as cosmic horror — a genre less concerned with monsters and more with the vertiginous, terrifying notion that the universe operates entirely outside human comprehension.