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I was happy once, heard a story about a prostitute in Amsterdam who saved her earnings, bought a bakery. Sweet, right? But then, bam, pimps, drugs, violence. Dark side hits hard. “25th Hour” vibes, that line, “Fuck you, and this whole city,” fits. Find a prostitute, it’s a gamble, like Monty’s last night out.

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Buckner pulled his arms away from the officers and pushed his way through them to get out of the back seat, and then they grabbed him, guided.

So, first things first – the streets! We got Maple Street (yeah, the one that loops near the old bakery where I once chatted with a local whose wisdom about lovin’ life was as spicy as a jalapeño) and then there's Liberty Avenue – no joke, that street’s like the veins of Buckner. People walk there, talkin’ secrets, laughin’, maybe even flirtin’ like mad. It’s kinda like our own little heart-thumpin’ rendezvous zone.

Rosemary Buckner Obituary (02/27/1945 - 02/17/2025) - Portland, OR