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What gets me ragin’? These assholes drivin’ by, honkin’, throwin’ quarters like she’s a damn arcade game. I’m like, “Screw you, fatass, she’s a person!” Kinda. Okay, not really, but still! Surprised me how she just smirked, flipped ‘em off—total badass move. Made me happy for a sec, ‘cause she’s fightin’ back, y’know? Like, “I will not break!”—straight outta the movie, baby! But then I’m pissed again, ‘cause she’s still there, next night, same shit. Ugh, freakin’ endless loop!

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Molalla (us) is raw life, a riot of color, a blend of old-school streets and soul. Each neighborhood – from the bohemian vibes around Harbor Lane to that hyped-up street art scene on 4th – tells a tale. I ain't exaggeratin' – real talk. Every corner, every park bench, every gutter splash of rain is like a verse in Kanye’s track, bold, brash, and full of heartbeat.

3 of 4 children in a Molalla family have rare progressive disorder