Rend Smith

Thanks for being a member of City Paper! There was a clue as to who D.C.’s most notorious serial killer might be, tucked into an FBI report detailing a man connected to a cache of incriminating evidence, but now it has completely vanished. Beginning in April of 1971, the killer abducted six Black teen and tween girls from the streets of D.C. The victims were all ballerina-size and of similar appearance, showing bright eyes and big cheesy smiles in school photos.

Community journalist Yolanda House films her short-documentary “Mi Casita,” which tells the story of a family and their struggle to stay in their home after Hurricane Florence. Photos: Working Narratives This special video feature is included in our series on climate change and the North Carolina coast that is part of the Pulitzer Center’s nationwide Connected Coastlines reporting initiative.

Anxiety: We worry. A gallery of contributors count the ways. It happened by degrees, a series of imperceptible gradations, slow and steady, a sort of “Picture of Dorian Gray” in reverse, or rather, in the natural order, wherein the picture stays the same but the man degrades. My problem isn’t as luxurious as aging. I’ve had my summer, and don’t begrudge the autumnal tumble of leaves or the crunch of frozen winter coming. And there’s nothing wrong with me health-wise, at least not that I know of.