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My last post was just about me being bitter. But Portland was fucking amazing. I met a stripper that wanted to party, a gay man that was a stripper, a gay bum that offered me and Juan taco bell, a 27 year old mother of 2 that thought i was hot, and a shit load of rad people. Jake, Juan, and myself are going back on the 26th for Kate's bday, then back in October and never coming back.
My happy trip was cut short due to a death in the family. I know you and I were never blood but you were like a brother to me and Alvie. You were asleep when you hit that pole and I'm glad that you didn't have to suffer. As far as you know Elkjaer, you're still driving. Well my brother, you made it home. I love you dude, i'll see you again some day.
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My happy trip was cut short due to a death in the family. I know you and I were never blood but you were like a brother to me and Alvie. You were asleep when you hit that pole and I'm glad that you didn't have to suffer. As far as you know Elkjaer, you're still driving. Well my brother, you made it home. I love you dude, i'll see you again some day.
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