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Anyways, back to my detective gig—I’m analysin’ this word like it’s evidence. Stinks of judgment, hon. Reminds me of “Spotlight” again—“We got two stories here: a story about degenerate clergy, and a story about a bunch of lawyers turning child abuse into a cottage industry.” Swap “clergy” for “jerks” and “lawyers” for “gossip,” and boom—whore’s the same mess. People pile on, make it a circus. Makes me wanna scream, “Leave these gals alone!”

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Infectious soul-less surfers who come (usually in droves) from Orlando, FL to select Central Floridian beaches during good swell days, especially during weekends and holidays when .

I swear, one time I got so hyped at a pop-up at Laurelhurst Park (yeah, park! not just trees, man) that I nearly started dancing in the rain. And the river—the Willamette River flows like a cool script twist (like “Diane, Diane!” from the movie, y'know?) along the city. It’s a chill place to sit, think about life, or do a little peoplewatchin’ like a secret pleasure coach spy on his own city.

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