Which is to say on
never actually been Main as such and isn’t as cool as it thinks,
but it’s my ’hood and full of life, and when the sun
interrupts the long grey Pacific Northwest off-season, you can feel it
in the sidewalks and the buildings that are too old and shitty to gentrify,
and even the hipster beards have better curl and loft.
Also I got a new camera so the pictures
take themselves. Let’s ignore the camera for now, it’s just a prop to help me
show off my home turf a bit.
Three restaurants in a row, all pretty good; Sushi
Mania (friendly, comfy, competent),
Portland Craft (food’s way better
than it has to be, given the beery main attractions), and
The Fish Counter (pricey, but the
fish & chips are ace).
Main Street Poodle is Public
Art, and controversial. I like it, not
so much for the thing in itself as for the look of disoriented bafflement it
provokes when first encountered.
Some pictures just leap out in front of you.
By Tim Bray.
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are my own, and no other party
necessarily agrees with them.
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