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About Los Angeles

Oh, and get this—there’s this old tale, 1800s, some whore saved a town from cholera. Swear to God! She knew the water was bad, told everyone, bam—hero! Nobody talks about that, tho. History’s too busy kissin’ rich asses. Surprised me, tho—whores got guts, man! More than those suits on Capitol Hill.

THE REMAINS OF BROOKSIDE, MI

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Brookside (us) ain't your sleepy town, it's a chaotic carnival. Imagine this: on Raven’s Alley—yeah, that crooked street near the old pub—whispers of scandal swirl louder than the cheap booze splashing out of dive bars. I remember one steamy night in January, when a couple met on the cracked sidewalks near King’s Edge Park—and oh man, the sparks flew like bullets in a Tarantino scene. "Are you French?" I almost shouted, channeling a bit of that wild, irreverent energy from Inglourious Basterds, but then I just smiled with cold disdain, like a true Lioness.

Vote 'YES' to fund a temporary Brookside Road bridge replacement at Great Barrington's May 3 Annual Town Meeting