We’re burned out. Sitting in a burrito joint in Scappoose, a cracktown up the road from where I was exiled on Sauvie Island. The weather sucks and nobody is very happy.
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Beginning of the end
- Todd Bishop
- November 9, 2020
- 5
Well, that was the longest week of my life. I’m still recovering, and after I’ve recovered I probably won’t want to write about this. I hope everyone is celebrating the electoral defeat of the most […]