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memoryville
from the lost scrapbook, evan dara posted in literature by nevereatshreddedwheat
—I mean, when I go into Rolla, to work at Memoryville—I do maintenance on the classic cars they got there, like before and after show runs and such—when I go there, and they all know I'm from here, I mean—
—I mean, they might not want to shake my hand—
—They might want, I don't know, to stay away from me—
– The Lost Scrapbook p. 430
Former site of the Memoryville Antique Car Museum which closed in 2009.
love canal
from the lost scrapbook, evan dara posted in literature by nevereatshreddedwheat
—This is not Love Canal, Fobel then said and smacked the top of his lectern: there is no equivalent between that situation and ours, I heard him say—
—At Love Canal, the Hooker Chemical Corporation was found guilty of monstrous violations of the law, I heard him say—
– The Lost Scrapbook p. 388
Love Canal, a neighborhood in Niagara Falls, NY, was the site of a toxic dump in the 1940s, although to be fair the Hooker Chemical Company had permission to dump waste into the canal and when the Niagara Falls School District wanted the land in 1953 to build a school, Hooker sold them the land for $1, because, you know, it was poisonous.
The city continued to build on the land, and in the 1970s, birth defects and a whole host of other health problems in the community started to appear. This mirrors what happens in The Lost Scrapbook in the fictional Missouri town of Isaura.
meramec caverns
from the lost scrapbook, evan dara posted in literature by nevereatshreddedwheat
I mean, Meramec Caverns already gets lots of tourists—it's the largest cave formation in the world, for heaven's sake, and other people come to see it because it was where Jesse James hid, and because they have his hideout made up just like it was in the 1870's;
– The Lost Scrapbook p. 342
view full location details...the ambassador hotel
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—CBS flew us in on the following Saturday afternoon and put us up in the Ambassador Hotel—
– The Lost Scrapbook p. 287
Former location of the Ambassador Hotel in Washington D.C. I'm not sure when this particular story was supposed to take place, but the Ambassador was torn down in 1979.
view full location details...emporia
from the lost scrapbook, evan dara posted in literature by nevereatshreddedwheat
—in fact, yo's[sic] truly is now a dweller in a rented house (and, if that doesn't sufficiently floor you, I will add that I actually only rent the upstairs) in the decidedly unbumptious burg of Emporia—yes, there—there where the postmen and the pharmacists still smile, where a kid pedaling a bike recently received a speeding ticket, and where time itself seems to have slept in—
– The Lost Scrapbook p. 283