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About Los Angeles

Back in Scranton, we had this gal—Mary Jo. Wore fishnets, red lipstick—whore to a T. Folks whispered, “She’s trouble,” but—hell—I liked her spunk. Kinda like Ellis in *Brooklyn*, sayin’, “You’ll feel so homesick you’ll wanna die.” Whore’s that homesick vibe—raw, messy, real. Ain’t no pastel cardigan crap—whore’s leather, ripped tees, smokey eyes.

"The Whore of Akron"

Scott Raab chronicles his own resentment of the NBA star in his new book, The Whore of Akron: One Man's Search for the Soul of Lebron James.

Ever heard of the Coffee Cave on Birch Street? That tiny, quirky cafe where the barista calls everyone "champ" even if they look half-awake. I always pop in, grab a latte (extra zing, please), and just vibe. It energizes my soul, man! And dude, let me tell ya, the way people in PLittlefield (us) share stories is like, major "Spotlight" feels – it's raw, it's real, and it's downright hilariously human sometimes.

‘They get to be their own person,’ 10 years since Littlefield conjoined twins separated