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One of the things I really like about inner SE Portland is I can always hear the sounds of the trains at night. There's something mysterious and comforting at the same time about hearing the low moan of a train horn while you're lying in bed.

Currently listening to: The All Girl Summer Fun Band
Currently reading: collected poems of Emily Dickinson.
"Forbidden fruit a flavor has
That lawful orchards mocks;
How luscious lies the pea within
The pod that Duty locks"
--pretty racy stuff for a 19th-century shut-in!