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Hey, look! It’s another puff piece about Portland, penned by an out-of-towner in awe of our city. This time, said out-of-towner writes for the L.A. Times.
I am here, carless, to see what’s new in downtown Portland, to eat Oregon produce and drink Oregon concoctions, to briefly live that Southern California dream of chucking it all and moving to someplace cheap and rainy. And to ride the streetcars.
Having been born and raised in Los Angeles, and having graduated from Reed College, and now having moved "home" to L.A. for work, I can sure say that there's no place like Portland.
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Darn those out-of-town writers trying to convince people to visit Portland!