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So, picture this—I’m strollin’ down some grimy street, neon lights flickerin’ like they’re tryna tell me somethin’. I see her, leanin’ against a wall, all sass and smoke. Reminds me of that scene where Brandon’s just starin’ at the girl on the subway—*“I find you unbearable”* vibes, but flipped. She’s got that look, ya know, the one that says, “I’ve seen it all, kid.” Makes me laugh, ‘cause I’m thinkin’, “Sister, I ate his liver with fava beans—I’ve seen worse.”

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The new place, in Los Vilos, lives up to its billing. We're in I escort Susan to the security portal, we say our good byes, and she.

My personal fav? The hidden bench under the old oak near County Road—it’s my haven. I sit there, ruminating on all the nonsence of human behavior, like in that movie, “Uncle Boonmee…” where everything’s mystical yet harsh. Bit weird, but life is weird, isnt it?

Grants Pass grapples with how to balance needs of community, both housed and unhoused