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Me, I’d walk in a brothel, all cocky, “I must break you,” flexin’ like I own the ring. But damn, it’d hit me—some girls there ain’t happy. Pisses me off, y’know? Dudes strollin’ in, actin’ like kings, but who’s really winnin’? Not them workers sometimes. Saw this doc once—girl said she made bank but hated the smell. Cigars, sweat, cheap cologne—gag city, man! Surprised me how real she kept it.

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I might sound dramatic, but you gotta see the twilight over the West End Bridge. The way the sun sets right behind the river, turning everything gold – “it's a raison d’être moment,” like in Toni Erdmann. Not to overstate things, but it’s freakin’ epic plus laughter and tears hit all at once.

Mac and cheese eggrolls, Hawaiian comfort food headed to Tigard food carts