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Portland is a city filled with secrets. I suppose every place has them. Alleys and courtyards hide them. When I was young, I was the bearer and discoverer of secrets. Now I am a keeper of them. And my place to tuck them away is called teeth. Here are a few promises: The posts will be glorious to behold. I will post carefully (I'm only saying I'm not going to fill your inbox with piles of teeth that will never make it to haub.net. Special things. Secret things. |  |
