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2000-07-03 - 05:13:17 i could, and sometimes do, spend hours in stores. not shopping, just observing. not pricing, just noticing the oddity of products and hypothesisizing about the people who would actually buy them. Portland is the kind of city where you might just run into your third grade best friend all grown up chasing their kid around Fred Meyer or to stand in line at the checkout and realize your high school enemy was in front of you but you don't say anything. you just assume you will run into them again and if the yreally wanted to talk to you then they would when in truth they are probably thinking hte same thing. portland is like that it seems. it has some strange alienation for individulas who seek more than face level friendships. no one i know of is really from portland. there is like some strange exodus to here happening and kids from all over turn up like immigrants (emmigrants?)off a boat wandering straight into my work at the nickel arcade looking for jobs. i know a lot of people but i hardly have any friends here. the odd thing is that i don't really mind. the feeling of stuff going on around me is enough most of the time. and the memory of my friends back in utah. maybe it is just that i don't want to think of replacing them, even though things got fucked up before i left. it was almost a year ago that i left and it only feels like a few months. yet, so much has happened. ***MICROCOSM PUBLISHING***we make 1" buttons, stickers, shirts, and patches. we also distro recrods, books, zines and more. this is how joe and i make a living BUY A COPY OF THE STOLEN SHARPIE REVOLUTIONG BOOK FOR $5 POSTAGE PAID /> house meetings, button back orders and vegan chili dogs - lifestyles of people enslaved by their money