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Portland. It's gloomy with scattered clouds of sunshine. The ships are in, american and canadian a like.
This afternoon I get to go back out there with my armor and guns to stand around with my other co-workers to keep the peace and hear a mixture of lovely things like. "thanks for the good job." "What kind of ship is that?" "Are those guns real...are they loaded." "Fascist baby killers!!" "Why don't you leave the guns at home asshole." "Fuck you".
This afternoon I get to go back out there with my armor and guns to stand around with my other co-workers to keep the peace and hear a mixture of lovely things like. "thanks for the good job." "What kind of ship is that?" "Are those guns real...are they loaded." "Fascist baby killers!!" "Why don't you leave the guns at home asshole." "Fuck you".