We live here
A winter with snow is a bit rare. When it snows, it’s too warm to stay snow so we become a giant ice skating rink with ill-equipped ice skaters. In the warmer months the streets become performance stages for bands and peformers of all types. The sun rises over Mount Hood and sets over the coastal forests. The city trains run like whispers they’re so quiet and on time. The traffic is a nightmare with old bridges showing their age.
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