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Celebrating Vivian Maier, unsung street photographer

Five years after her death and the discovery of her cache of images in a storage locker, a show of photography by a Chicago nanny will be mounted at Chicago’s Harold Washington Library March 29. A documentary of her life and work, “Finding Vivian Maier,” opens in Chicago April 4.
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Leveling the playing field even more

Forty years ago this month, President Richard Nixon signed legislation that broke open the nation’s playing fields and arenas to young women. A generation later, many of those same women are running sports-related businesses, trying to complete the work that started when they were children.
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From muggle to media mogul by age 25

At age 12, media entrepreneur Emerson Spartz persuaded his parents to let him and his 10-year-old brother, Dylan, quit school. His parents agreed, as long as the boys read widely, including four magazine-length bios of successful people per day. Freed from other homework, the seventh-grade dropout turned his attention to his passion, the Harry Potter books, and created what would become the series’ No. 1 fan site, Mugglenet.com.
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Director Zimmerman finds source material in unlikely places

As a child, Mary Zimmerman came upon a rehearsal of Shakespeare’s “A Midsummer Night’s Dream” in the woods behind her parents’ home in Hampstead Garden, England. Music spilled from a gramophone. Oberon ran in circles beside the other characters, then stopped abruptly and asked, “How many times do I go around?”
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In the blog

Why write about books? Well, for some of us, books are like lovers. We take them to bed. We cuddle up with them. We press them on our friends. We devour them, savor them — and sometimes throw one against the wall. As my friend Jennifer says, “A book should be lucky to have my

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I confess: I loved Borders. I spent many hours and countless dollars there. Not the store on North Avenue so much, but the one on Michigan Avenue. HIgh ceilings, four full floors of pricey real estate, a cafe with a spectacular view of the avenue, deep collections of poetry, travel, photography and fiction (who cares

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We read to learn, we read for pleasure, we read to escape. I found it hard to read anything other than newspapers in the days after my mother’s death. After a week or so, while I was still out in sunny hot Scottsdale, I got back to books. Here’s some I enjoyed: they took me

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