The nation's oldest Death Row inmate probably won't ever be executed. But he sure loves to write letters.
South Florida's lawless exotic rental car industry keeps rolling.
In Texas, restitution for victims is nothing but a state-sanctioned sham.
If you thought Seattle couldn't fetishize coffee any more, you haven't been to a "cupping" yet.
"Did you pay to get that in?" asked Tolbert, from his seat at the McDonald's table.
"Twenty-five dollars. I paid my money," Hunt said and laughed. He explained that in The Call, "everybody pays for everything, yeah." He added, "That's business, I guess. I don't know too many papers that do those things for free."
This curious cutlet wanted to know more about this pay-to-print policy and rang The Call's managing editor, Donna Stewart. Stewart wouldn't comment, but her assistant explained quickly that the paper charges for community announcements.
Hunt didn't have to pay the Pitch to retell his story. But if he wishes, he can make a contribution to the few open bar tabs around town that this sauced-up steak would like to settle.