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Surprised me, she did—knew all ‘bout the stars, chattin’ ‘bout Orion like some poet. Who’d a thunk it? A prossie with a brain! Made me happy, yesss—rare as a clean hobbit, that. But then—ugh—some drunk git stumbles over, pukin’ near her shoes. Ruined it, didn’t he? “Blessed are the forgetful,” I snarls—wish I could erase that stink from me head!

Alarm, compassion for Hazel Dell home

Does anyone know whats going on with that motel off 78th and hwy 99 in Hazeldell? It has a cross outside all the sudden and I saw a construction crew there.

Now, the neighborhoods? Haha, they’re somethin’ else! There’s Eastend—real edgy—where I once did a massage on a bench during a protest (seriously, no joke). And Oakberry Grove? Oh man, that place smells like fresh pine and memories. Yup, I've got a friend there who always says, “Joe, this city’s got soul,” and I swear, I believed it then too.

Driver dies after pickup hits median, rolls over in Hazel Dell