Wayne Street intersection at some skanky ol' woman.
I used to think his window was cool until he started
flying the stars and bars rebel flag.
on Wyoming St. to get a haircut. Some old dude who was working
there offered to sell me some pills he said his buddies
stole from a pharmacy. He didn't even know me, and
started that conversation up from scratch.
I mean, do people in other cities get offered
oxycontin from complete strangers who admit
to it being stolen?
evening of chilling on the porch on East Fifth Street
and Monmouth Ave.
in large part for the live, original music scene
in D8N. When it was the Building Lounge, cutting-edge
punk rock bands like MOM and Toxic Reasons frequented
City Police cruiser. With the help of Photoshop, we
can see who they are and know what they are about.
bootydoo epidemic. You got it, her belly stick out
further than her booty do.
street is now a boarding house for chronic addicts
and disabled people.
become who you want for the annual Oregon District Halloween bash.
railroad tracks with the opening of the Fifth Street Grill.
Monday and Thursday at the historic Trolley Stop,
one of my favorite D8N watering holes. Say hi to Jon
if you stop in, and tell him drexel dave sent you.
is going strong on Fifth Street in the Oregon District.
used books, comic books, magazines from the past...it's
just a fabulous store with a little bit of everything for everyone.
You might spot a pooch waiting for a tequila slammer.
modern day D8N gal look all wrapped up.
Patterson road near BHA.