Leaving the office this afternoon, I saw something that could really only happen here in Portlandia. A very attractive young woman on a bicycle. Copiously pierced and tattooed. Singing at the top of her lungs with her arms in what I can only describe as being in the bicycle equivalent of the posture you’d use … Continue reading On the streets of NW Portland
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