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What pisses me off? The stench—perfume mixin’ with sweat, ugh! Happy? Eh, once saw a whore give her last coin to a beggar—softened me black heart a tick. Surprised me too—didn’t expect that! “Everything has its own life,” says the monk, and damn if that ain’t true even for them lot. Still, we hates it—too messy, too loud!

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Sparkler Lane runs right through the heart. There's tiny bars and hip cafes. "Gotta be gold, baby!" like in that Almost Famous, y'know? Near Rusty Bridge Park, we stroll by the river, Merriwater. Oh, the water screams, “That's rock'n'roll!”

Crash on I-5 near Creswell causes minor delays, ODOT urges caution