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It’s English like you’ve never heard it before: isolated fishing communities near North Carolina speak a dialect that's hardly changed in 250 years. See if you can understand them in this short film.

Gilded arches, slabs of marble, glittering chandeliers… Moscow’s subway stations? No, we’re not jealous at all.

Peter Greste wants wars covered from multiple perspectives, not just one. And he's calling bullshit on the anti-terrorism laws that he thinks are silencing people’s voices and denying their humanity. The fight for press freedom is personal to him. 400 days in an Egyptian jail on trumped-up charges will do that to you. 

To help pass the 400 days he spent behind bars, Aussie journalist Peter Greste wrote diary entries on toilet paper, baked sourdough bread from old juice, and made a backgammon set from plastic bottle lids and pumpkin seeds. In a two-part special, the Australian journalist talks to us about how to keep your sanity, creativity and humanity when you find yourself indefinitely locked up. 

If you want to abandon all that is good and holy, take a look at these recipes. Don't say we didn't warn you: you’re going to need a strong stomach.

Director Dorota Kobiela tells us what drove her to unravel the mystery of Vincent van Gogh’s death – and why she decided to do that via a 56,000 framed, fully painted feature film.

Five Creepy Podcasts for Halloween

Tuesday October 31, 2017

We’ve searched high and low for the scariest podcasts to see you through All Hallows. Turn off the lights, plug in your earphones and be afraid, be very afraid.

To celebrate the start of cycling season, we’re giving away this nifty Harrier bike, care of Reid Cycles. Take out a 12-month Smith subscription before midnight, Oct 31, and we’ll put you in the draw.

Have a stickybeak at this: a radical initiative to recruit crows to rid Amsterdam's streets of cigarette butts. But will the idea fly? 

You know when a drink goes straight to your head…