I, Anonymous
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Girl at Picklefest Ballgame
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The pickles won and you danced like it was the World Series. After the game we locked eyes, me the guy with glasses, and we both did a turn to look back! I felt it, would love another turn at bat.—Anonymous
Secret To Wealth
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Spend other people’s money, never your own. Don’t let people tell you otherwise.—Anonymous
Re: Tables are Turned
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K Byeeeeee! Years later you’re on the apps judging a person for their past circumstances while not knowing them at all as a person. Fuck! I am so fucking tuned off by men that I think I never need to see a dick again. I’ve always been better at making myself cum than any of you fucks and being in a relationship is a kin to having a large sloppy sexist child in my house. Women are taking a fucking sharp turn at queer curious to growing old with their best female friend who also makes her cum harder than you ever could!—Anonymous
Love you all..regardless of your feelings about me
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I’m just wishing that we can all be silly little freak babes. When I see you I think you look so cool and rad when you go out as you! that skirt looks amazing, you look great in those glasses, the headband is cool. We live in the weird cool welcoming spot that should be filled with love and freaky vibes. The anxious among us should always feel welcome cause we’re all down ass bitches that are cool with chill weird vibes. Also a bunch of us have been marinating in grief and that also makes us act in was that doesn’t fit in. How can we all just meet each other with with understanding and take space or give space as needed. Lead with compassion empathy and WEIRD, Portland! I love and like you ❤️ — Anonymous
Misplaced City Pride
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Why does KATU feature a former Oregonian sports columnist’s gripe (called a “high alert) that we may lose the Blazers? Why is any city’s pride tied to giving money to a mean billionaire, for an entertainment option that is way out of reach for a majority of our citizens? Why isn’t our city’s pride tied to really getting the homeless housed? In my lifetime, the homeless weren’t a common thing to come across, once upon a time. Now we can’t build enough new 24-hour shelters or give relief and advocacy to those threatened with eviction. Now the unhoused sleep in their clothes on the sidewalks, constantly facing us with the question of whether we are our brother’s—or sister’s—keeper. One place to meet the needy is Pioneer Square, where you can also meet petitioners, often from out-of-state, omitting facts about the “public safety” initiative, never mentioning that the proposed measure’s goal is to take 25% of the Portland Clean Energy Fund for police forever. I’m sick of billionaires and dishonest campaigns. I wish I had more reasons to be proud of my city.—Anonymous