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[Letter from the Editor]

DEAR READER

By Christine Liu

There must be something in the water, because it seems like these days, comic books and variants thereof are cropping up faster than sugary cupcake bakeries. After meandering last weekend through the "Superheroes: Fashion and Fantasy" exhibit at The Costume Institute at The Metropolitan Museum of Art—imagine Thierry Mugler and Balenciaga pitched against bona-fide costumes from Iron Man and The Dark Knight—I witnessed new relationships come alive between the human body, a world of uncertainty and fantasies both dark and triumphant.

This sentiment seems also to weave its way through this issue of the Dig. The work of legendary comic artist Rob Stull graces our week's cover and the walls of Technical Skate Shop this weekend. In Union Square, Hub Comics dishes out graphic novels for legions of the curious. Arguably a modern superhero rooted in Hollywood, Indiana Jones kicks and fights his way against the baddies once again. But as much as the fictional adventures continue, reality pokes along with its requisite highs and lows: A sobering look at the national rise of sexually transmitted infections; the elated obsession over M83's newest album.

Not easy, this world. However, wearing a cape can never hurt.

CHRISTINE LIU | CHRISTINE@WEEKLYDIG.COM



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