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Sometime last year, I was cornered at a party by a man wearing a monocle, who asked me what exactly I did for a living. The target demographic for monocle manufacturers having shifted since I was a kid, the man in question was not a kindly old fellow in a waistcoat, spats, and a white mustache. Monocles, you may recall, enjoyed a recent Brooklyn-hipster resurgence, which has now trickled down to a certain breed of hip-yet-affluent creative-class suburb-dweller.

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SMART 2025 Highlights the Potential of E...

This summer at Yale, over the course of two days in August, the Center for Materials Innovation (CMI) convened a multidisciplinary conference to explore recent and emerging innovations in engineered wood. The fourth in a series of SMART (Su...

Ladies' Mechs

I first encountered Léoc Lin on the Engineer’s Road, near the black arch, at the edge of the wood that lies between the provinces and the capital. It’s a notorious spot; everyone breaks down there. The white-chalk soil gives way to b...

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