
After 18 years of living in Portland, I’m no longer a resident. It’s a damned shame what happened to the city, but I couldn’t justify living there anymore.
When I first moved out there, I was in my 20s and the entire city seemed like a dream come true. Beautiful trees and architecture, great bookstores, breweries and coffeehouses, reasonably priced rent. For a city where no one would call themselves a capitalist, everyone seemed to have a side hustle of some sort; everyone I met and knew was working on their own line of kombucha or had an art studio, scrappy businesses like Pok Pok and Ruby Jewel were just starting up, food carts were popping up with dreams of brick and mortar locations. The job market was crap, but the other benefits more than made up for it.
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