Last night, after dinner, my sister and her friend and I all decided to go to dessert at this little bakery place in North Portland.
Everything was normal until we saw several police cars driving the wrong direction up Williams St. When we left we saw probably ten police cars and a few ambulances about two blocks up from where we were. We had no idea what it was but we didn't want to find out.
Then I found this, this, and this.
Scary. That's why I don't hang out there very often.
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Maybe meth related, too...
Glad to know if I ever move to Portland the northside of town will still be the bad side. Sounds just like every other day in North Tulsa. Hahaha.
That place is scary.....
Yeah. North Portland is still violent.
I don't really care to go up there often but if you go in the day there are some cool places to check out.
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