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Life Goals

He was late but the scowl on his face suggested I ought not bring up that fact

Ear hustler

Let me know your thoughts

When wintergreen air colors each breath.

There is something magical going on at the Sellwood Post Office

His eyes were sharp and his voice crisp while he uttered threats of violence

There was only one activity that had to be done today.

My sister spoke calmly as she relayed the news of my father's heart attack.

Camera Store Girl

I no longer want to be a Navy Seal

Rain, Shine, or Rambling

Glutton for punishment or Impersonating a police officer