In a city where there are endless ways to entertain your mind, you might not always gravitate to a Literary/Arts magazine. When you want to pick up a good story, you might head over to Subterranean Books or peruse the U City Library for the newest John Grisham. And if you’re hankering for a bit of the visual fine arts, you have plenty to choose from: maybe the hugely-expansive and recently renovated St. Louis Art Museum, or a cozy little coffee-stained basement exhibit off Washington Boulevard.
For the past couple of weeks, I have been a secret agent. Or actually like Lara Croft and Indiana Jones, without the big chest and whip. I’ve been mingling with important people, getting into hijinks with Nazis, exploring caves to uncover sacred and lost treasures.