It wasn’t just that the accused drug dealer had gushed forth such unabashed self-promotion that drew the ire of many. It was the fact that I had given him the forum to do so in the first place, Mark LaFlamme writes.
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Avert your eyes! That bee is doing his personal business | Mark LaFlamme
Talk of the Town: Yes, I was trying to take the cop’s belt off, but it’s not what you think, perv.
Lewiston man worked with unhoused people then found out how easy it is to lose a home
There has to be some compromise that protects the tenant and the landlord while preventing people from getting shooed out onto the street like stray cats, Mark LaFlamme writes.
My hostile takeover of Buckfield and an exciting new doctor in town | Mark LaFlamme
Talk of the Town: The upside of my new office massage chair: no need for quarters. The downside: typos.
There were scorpions on my face and chickens battling in my driveway
Mark LaFlamme is back from vacation and dives into pot holes.
If only Lewiston could be a hockey town again . . .
I’m sorry, but if you can’t fill The Colisée for junior hockey even when tickets are given away, you don’t get to wear the Hockey Town moniker anymore, writes Mark LaFlamme.
Dealing with billfold curses and delicious, cryptic death threats
Mark LaFlamme: They are called ‘trousers.’ You pronounce it ‘MAK-a-roon.’ And where are my flip-flops and umbrella drink?
Body found in Lewiston bog still shrouded in mystery
In this otherwise pristine wilderness, bits of bright yellow crime scene tape assault the eyes and whisper of something terrible that has has happened here, Mark LaFlamme writes.
Lock up your valuables and tap that keg
Mark LaFlamme: It’s been an ‘interesting’ week if you’re looking for men’s underwear or getting poked on Facebook.
Lewiston’s ‘Dump Trump’ debacle draws reaction from street graffiti artists
With the stealth of an alley cat, the artist behind the message left their work for thousands to see and nary a clue to his or her identity.