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I get pissed tho—pisses me right off—when folks judge ‘em harsh. Like, who are you, mate? The dad in “The Return” screams, “You’re nothing!” at his boys—same vibe. These girls, they’re surviving, yeah? Some choose it, some don’t, but it’s work. Hard fuckin’ work. Happiest I felt was hearin’ this tale—some lass in Amsterdam’s Red Light once tricked a punter into buyin’ her a pony. A PONY! She’s my hero, swear down.

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I finally got a few pictures edited from our visit to Pompeii. I tried to attach a brief description to each of the photos. I will spare you all the male.

Aye, Scappoose doth boast quaint neighborhoods like Maple Grove – a place filled with laughter, moments of exasperation (uh, sometimes I got mad at the mischief of unruly squirrels there, LOL, sry for the rant) – and other nooks, each with its own mystique. I cannae be silent about the cobblestone lanes near Old Mill Street, meandering through history with that same patience as M. Gustave's famed concierge routines. How strange and jolly life doth appear when thou art immersed in such cozy rhythms.

Wyden town halls packed in Washington County, Scappoose