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Three of the essential elements used to create a Japanese garden are stone, the “bones” of the landscape; water, the life-giving force; and plants, the tapestry of the four seasons.
Waltzing Matilda whipped out her wallet
The sexy boy smiled in dismay
She took out four twenties cause she liked round figures
Everybody's a queen for a day
Oh, babe, I'm on fire and you know how I admire your body, why don't we slip away
Although I'm sure you're certain, its a rarity me flirtin'
Sha-la-la-la, this way
Oh, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la
Hey, baby, come on, lets slip away
Luscious and gorgeous, oh what a humpin' muscle
Call out the national guard
She creamed in her jeans as he picked up her knees
From off of the formica topped bar
And cascading slowly, he lifted her wholly
And boldly out of this world
And despite peoples derision
Proved to be more than diversion
Sha-la-la-la, later on
And then sha-la-la-la-la, he entered her slowly
And showed her where he was coming from
And then sha-la-la-la-la, he made love to her gently
It was like she'd never ever come
And then sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la
When the sun rose and he made to leave
You know, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la
Neither one regretted a thing
Hey, that cunt's not breathing
I think she's had too much
Of something or other, hey, man, you know what I mean
I don't mean to scare you
But you're the one who came here
And you're the one who's gotta take her when you leave
I'm not being smart
Or trying to be cold on my part
And I'm not gonna wear my heart on my sleeve
But you know people get all emotional
And sometimes, man, they just don't act rational
They think they're just on TV
Sha-la-la-la, man
Why don't you just slip her away
You know, I'm glad that we met man
It really was nice talking
And I really wish that there was a little more time to speak
But you know it could be a hassle
Trying to explain myself to a police officer
About how it was that your old lady got herself stiffed
And its not like we could help
But there was nothing no one could do
And if there was, man, you know I would have been the first
But when someone turns that blue
Well, its a universal truth
And then you just know that bitch will never fuck again
By the way, that's really some bad shit
That you came to our place with
But you ought to be more careful around the little girls
It's either the best or its the worst
And since I don't have to choose
I guess I won't and I know this ain't no way to treat a guest
But why don't you grab your old lady by the feet
And just lay her out on the darkened street
And by morning, shes just another hit and run
You know, some people got no choice
And they cant never find a voice
To talk with that they can even call their own
So the first thing that they see
That allows them the right to be
Why they follow it, you know, it's called bad luck
Believe me, that it's just a lie
That's what she tells her friends
cause the real song, the real song
Which she won't even admit to herself
Beat of a heart, the song lots of people know
It's a painful song
It'll only say the truth
It lasts for sad songs
Penny for a wish
A wish wont make you a soldier
A pretty kiss or a pretty face
Can't have it's way
The tramps like us, we were born to pay
Love is gone away
And there's no one here now
And there's nothing left to say
But, oh, how I miss him, baby
Oh, baby, come on and slip away
Come on, baby, why don't you slip away
Love is gone away
Took the rings off my fingers
And theres nothing left to say
But, oh how, oh how I need him, baby
Come on, baby, I need you baby
Oh, please don't slip away
I need your loving so bad, babe
Please don't slip away
Street Hassle-- Lou Reed
Bug Light / Portland Breakwater Light
South Portland, Maine
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The light was fully restored in 1989 and was reactivated in 2002. It appears as a private aid to navigation in the US Coast Guard Light List as South Portland Breakwater Light.[2] Today a park named after the lighthouse, Bug Light Park, allows visitors to view the Portland Breakwater Light up close, while memorializing the shipbuilding efforts of World War II.[4] The light was added to the National Register of Historic Places as Portland Breakwater Light on June 19, 1973
Portland, OR. September 22, 2018. Shot on a Canon AE-1 and Kodak Portra 160. Developed and scanned by The Darkroom.
Huber's Cafe
411 SW 3rd Ave, Portland, OR 97204
Huber's Cafe, founded in 1879 and doing business in this space since 1910, may be the last remnant from the days when downtown Portland was the largest and most important commercial, business, shopping, cultural and entertainment hub on the U.S. Pacific Coast between San Francisco and Seattle.
There were downtown department stores, movie palaces, hotels, pharmacies, and bustling streets. There were office buildings filled with lawyers, accountants, travel agents, executives, and clerical staff. Portland, with its waterfront and nearby industrial district supported factories, warehouses, port activity, union jobs, and blue-collar livelihoods.
In short, in mid-century Portland, the downtown core was not just a hub of commercial bustle and professional business activity, but also tethered to an industrial economy rooted in timber, shipping, and rail — a layered economic base whose gradual unraveling left different kinds of voids across the urban landscape.
Huber’s Café, Portland’s oldest restaurant, is more than just a beloved institution — it’s a living remnant of downtown’s 20th-century heyday. Tucked inside the ornate Railway Exchange Building, Huber’s once thrived at the heart of a bustling city center, serving up turkey dinners and cocktails beneath its high ceilings and polished mahogany bar.
For generations, it was a dependable refuge for the city’s professional class — lawyers, bankers, and business travelers — who moved daily through a downtown alive with commerce, industry, and civic energy.
This was a time when the rhythms of office life, retail bustle, and industrial labor still overlapped in the same few square blocks. Secretaries typed up contracts a few floors above, while freight trains rumbled through nearby Union Station and shoppers filled the sidewalks below. In that world, Huber’s was both a meeting place and a kind of social commons — a place where business was discussed over highballs and deals closed with a handshake.
The vibrancy of that era didn’t happen by accident. Portland was once known nationally for its visionary approach to urban planning — particularly under Mayor Neil Goldschmidt, whose 1979 Downtown Plan actively resisted the hollowing out of the city center by suburban shopping malls and sprawl. Goldschmidt’s administration, backed by a civic-minded business community, fought to keep retailing, restaurants, and cultural life downtown, insisting that a healthy city needed a strong urban core. For decades, Portland was held up as a model of how public-private cooperation could shape livable cities.
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