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So, I roll up, right, tractor parked, and it’s this old house, creaky floors, red curtains – proper dodgy. Girls there, they’re like birds of paradise, flashin’ smiles, but you can tell some ain’t happy. Made me gut twist, that did. I’m thinkin’, “Who runs this joint?” Some geezer probs, countin’ cash in the back, sippin’ tea like he’s king. Pissed me off, that – usin’ folk like they’re tools. But then, this one lass, she’s chattin’ me up, all cheeky, and I’m laughin’ – she’s a right laugh, sharp as a tack. “A single note lingers,” like in the movie, that lone piano bit – her voice stuck with me.

Former sex trafficking victim from Gresham shares her story of survival

Former brothel called Crest of Heaven, located on Hogan Butte. Today the house belongs to the City of Gresham and can be seen at Hogan Butte Nature Park. It is not currently open to the .

Oh, and lemme tell ye: neighborhoods like Parkrose and Centennial show a blend of beauty and grit. Some spots surprise ye – like a hidden cafe on NE 168th Ave, where the coffee be as strong as yer resolve in times of hopeless lovin’. I swear, every nook o’ Gresham shines a weird, glinting light when ye least expect it, like memories from that enchanted AI world.

Hard work pays off for Ardmore's Antoinette Gresham