The Eighth Deadly Sin
Humankind has devised a new form of debasement.
James Parker
James Parker is a staff writer at The Atlantic and the author of Get Me Through the Next Five Minutes: Odes to Being Alive. Since 2011, Parker has been running the Black Seed Writers Group—a weekly writing workshop for homeless, transitional, and recently housed writers—and editing The Pilgrim, a literary magazine from the homeless community of downtown Boston.
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