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She’s got this scar – runs down her cheek, jagged like. Word is, some drunk sailor gave it her fer refusin’ to kiss ‘im. Made me sad, it did – world’s cruel to them what’s got no choice. But she don’t whimper – nah, she struts, proud as a peacock. “No one owns me soul,” she’d say, like that line from me movie, “I am the forest, untamed, see?” – pure poetry, savvy?

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Enjoy this spacious room with bath/shower located in the room. Located in the heart of downtown overlooking Main Street and in walking distance of Pendleton's.

And lemme tell ya, now and then, I grab a cup of joe from that funky corner cafe, JavaJive on Birch St; its walls whisper stories of lost loves and wild dreams. Everyone’s a character here. I used to joke that every sip was like a therapy session, ya know? I dig that, because, hey, life is messy, and we all get a lil’ bit of healing in unexpected places.

Student responsible for making threat to Umatilla High School identified