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This is what ‘high-quality irreverence’ looks like

Fashion arrest There’s a photo gone viral on the Internet of a woman whose attire happens to match the hotel hallway in which she’s standing. The last I looked, the photo had been viewed over 3 million times. How is it that this lady is an overnight celebrity, whereas every time I post a photo […]

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Street Talk: Partying like it’s 1985

If I ever stumble over a genie somewhere and get 10 wishes, one of them is going to be this: I want to travel back to the ’80s for a week. For a day — even just an hour. How long could it possibly take to adequately re-live the cheesy, neon hair-fest that was the […]

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Hoverboards & Don McLean: 8 miles high and falling fast

Lewiston to vote on hoverboards Come on. Tell me this doesn’t sound like a headline Michael J. Fox might have encountered in one of the “Back to the Future” sequels. It’s such a tantalizingly futuristic sounding thing that it borders on cheesy, yet there it is, a real-world situation that needs to be addressed. This […]

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Street Talk: The secrets that you keep

I’ve seen some weird stuff. Priests caught soliciting prostitutes, beloved teachers peddling drugs, kindly old men accused of atrocities. Everywhere you look you find good guys gone bad and the next one is just around the corner. It’s a shocking business, all right, but I don’t think I was truly thunderstruck in this job until […]

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Talk of the town: Turn and face the strange

Big money The Powerball jackpot got up over a billion dollars before some jerks across the country won it. A BILLION dang dollars, as in a 1 followed by nine zeroes. Unless you happen to be a major corporation or a small country whose name nobody can pronounce, you probably have no real grasp of […]

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Street Talk: Street names for all!

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. My favorite street name, back when I worked in that world, was “Boo.” It’s short, it’s easy to remember, and if you say it just right during the commission of a street crime, it can cause comical fright among your fellow hooligans. Great fun. When your […]

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Talk of the town: He who smelt it dealt it

Look away, I’m hideous A schoolteacher formerly known as Mrs. Morton called with the suspicion that I was her student in third grade back in 1964. She came to this conclusion after seeing my photo that accompanies my newspaper column, which to me is very distressing. Since I wasn’t born until 1967, the idea that […]