A Fifth of Rye
In this short story, McCarthy waits like a professional, in the cell of the New York Department of Correction, or in a motel room with a fifth of rye.
Rug in the Trunk
A mystery by László Márton involving a Hungarian chemical engineer and a Persian rug, set in Vienna, just six years after the Soviets withdrew.
Abel Ferrara: “It’s in the Blood”
In an exclusive interview for the Continental, legendary film director Abel Ferrara shares his thoughts on the movie industry, addiction, and the importance of remaining artistically independent.
“it was iron: i thought
A fragmentary avantgarde poem by Hungarian poet János Marno, with seemingly no framework, contorted with cynicism, lust, shame, villainy, and terror.
A police investigation at the scene of the death of a 17-year-old prostitute, from the pen of the most widely read Slovak detective fiction writer.
In this poem by Hungarian poet János Marno in a private moment of near hallucination a ladybird on a finger is mistaken for a drop of blood.
In modern Russia, for how long can boyhood fantasies of criminals, femme fatales, and riches truly replace reality? A story by Sergey Kuznetsov.
Apocalypse or redemption. Annihilation or ascension. Elevated by modern technology, the descendants of western civilization see the future as being the fulfillment of one of these two extremes. Both the end of the world and its redemption are equally acceptable scenarios. Can a species that launches life-support systems into orbit, regulates rivers, or plans its diet with geometric precision according to the latest scientifically approved trends possibly be able to face the future’s unpredictability and the unknown? Not a chance. We believe the direction of our life and our future is in our hands, while knowing, deep down, that this is far from true.
What is the future of crypto, or rather, what is its present? Is it a revolution in the decentralization of power or a Ponzi scheme doomed to fail?
Four poems by one of Hungary’s most prominent avant-garde poets.
In this polygraphic poem, by Petra Szőcs, we discover whether any truths are revealed when one’s heart becomes the subject of a lie detector test.
Long-time resident of the Chelsea Hotel, photographer and filmographer Tony Notarberardino shares his personal anecdotes about the legendary dim of artists.