Emma Canby Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Carpenter’s eye, mine is—whore’s like warped plank. Bent, scarred—beauty in flaws, I see. “I don’t remember,” Verónica whispers—whore forgets too, has to. Survival, it is! Pisses me off—society shuns ‘em, yet uses ‘em. Fair, it ain’t!

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Sunday, 3/30 from pm! (Music starts at 6pm!) Enjoy LIVE music from Timothy James Music and @www.facebook.com! (Donation at the door!) Wood Fired.

I was walkin’ down Maple and 3rd the other day – not too long ago, like last week – and I felt this rush of nostalgia, ya know? Reminded me of a scene from “The Return” – that aching beauty, that wild, raw honesty. I swear, the wind there whispered, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President.” Totally surreal! I mean, who leaves home without feelin' that perfect pinch of bittersweet longing? It’s all, hmm, poetic vibes.

David Lee "Dave" Gordon Obituary (2024) - Canby, OR - Canby Funeral Chapel