To all you Portlanders and visitors who help this city flower and shine — despite trolling cops, whingey cringey bourgies, and shite-stain mayors and land-grabbers — thank you!

The Great Collapse in the US is made a little more fun, a little less depressing, thanks to all you freaks and geeks, hustlers and homes, street folk, queer folk, ecstatic dancers and glistening prancer's, DJs, baristas, servers, hippies, yippies, dirty girls, nasty boys, anarcho-poets, tree fuckers, gardeners, anteefies, blammers, skateboarders, bussers, walkers, rally talkers, sky screamers, radical grouches, rain makers, healers, dealers, and septuagenarian trouble makers...

It's you all who make Portland like no other city — a place of not-always-ironic laughter and psychic safety. Your love is returned and flourishes, Portland. Keep on.