Craftsman style houses under gray skies. Maybe coffee. Oh and the Trailblazers with Clyde Drexler. This is what I think of when I think of Portland. Perhaps snow capped mountains in the distance too. And oh yes privileged white kids marching down the streets calling for a Soviet Union of the USA.
I post the attached article because it is an interesting insight into America’s “whitest large city.” (Surprise,