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About Los Angeles

Little secret, eh, sneaky fact—some write poems! Yesss, scribble on napkins, dreams of escape. One showed me, “moonrise over sea,” she whispered. Like Sam and Suzy, plotting under stars—romantic, eh? Surprised me, precious, didn’t think they had soul! But ooooh, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume—gags me! Still, beats fish guts, ha!

How Eliot Spitzer’s penchant for illicit sex caused his downfall

The Big City column on Friday, about the clash between fantasy and reality in the prostitution scandal that ensnared Gov. Eliot Spitzer of New York, referred incorrectly in some editions to.

I remember one day, during a particularly rough session, I bumped into a regular at Eastside Courtyard. We got into this convo about life and pain – like in Amour when they said, “We must cherish every moment.” And dude, I felt it hard in my bones. It was like every stroke of my massage was a message, you know? The city gives you one heck of a workshop in life lessons.

What to make of Eliot Wolf's admission about Patriots front office