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Met this man on Sauvies island years and years ago after having moved from Madison, Wisconsin to Portland, Oregon~ 14 July 1997 It was nearing dusk… I’d been out there naked on the beach since 4:00am when the island opens to the public~ I used to build sculptures out of drift wood there and had built a north, south, east and west gate along with timbery creatures reminiscent of deer and bear~ On this one particular evening after building, I saw this man silhouette near the west gate: my height: 5’11”, long legs, a light tan… smiling green eyes~ Completely genuine in spirit, (if not altogether innocent), our glances met and we flirted between shrubbery eventually meeting by a bush along the shoreline of the Colombia~ Arms length from each other I could feel the warmth radiating from his Sun bathed skin, the gentle glistening of salt from his sweat clung to the hair under his arm… I could taste his male scent in the air… It made my nipples hard when I inhaled~ We stood in place looking at each other… A quiet and gentle assessment thru some unspoken instinctual primal language but, reeking of male intent~ At one point, we looked into each others eyes and the gaze was so penetrating it blocked out everything but the pounding of my heart… Thru that rhythm I could sense our breathing align and nothing more than the soft lapping of the waves on the shore were audible beyond that~ We fitted into an embrace the way sun slowly drapes over the crest of morning landscape when it rises despite the shadows growing long around us as the sun set across the river horizon … It felt like we were melting together…. His lips were soft but, molten against the nape of my neck… His scent was spicy but also held the fragrance of water from his afternoon swim~ Our embrace lingered until our cheeks brushed across the scruff and shadow of our evening beards~ The corner of his mouth so close to mine I could feel his breath~ The pillows of our lips met precisely at the moment our eyes locked together~ It nearly made me cry… Feeling overwhelmed, I swallowed. The sound echoed inside of me like a single drop of water breaking the surface of a deep, still cinote’ pool~ One of the most beautiful moments in my life with this man… What followed was profound~ (a private chapter). I discovered nearly seven years later from a common Client, (after becoming an Escort myself), that he was a provider in Portland~ His moniker was “Portland Bill”~ While the experience was both profound and beautiful, it is because Portland Bill was a profoundly beautiful man~ A few here on this board will remember him~ I have felt the energy of that kiss and our experience my entire lifetime~ It is ever warm and ever impressionable~ It ripples back and forth between all sides of me whenever I kiss~ He passed away in the early 2000’s~ While I still feel that loss… I feel also the “touch” of his loving nature in me~ Thank you, Portland Bill~ Some of my Clients who had hired him may attest to the incredible radiance of this selfless and loving man~ He was a one: unique within millions~ Lovingly, Tyger~ Pictures below are of me building drift wood sculptures on Sauvies Island some lazy afternoon in Portland, Oregon the same month and summer I met this man~

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I’m fascinated by this…

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I saw two guys wearing matching clothing and I asked if they were gay. They quickly arrested me.

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Aren’t they usually under the bed~?

There are so many red flags there that even my ass is bleeding just thinking about it~ Consider the potential implications of paying someone in advance for sexual services~

Refreshing, awesome anime and villainess angels It feels so familiar you swear they were family… or something~ The art is well crafted and the dialogue is Cheeky~ Besides the same sex love theme, there’s an even bigger important message here~

Horrifying the amount of damage from these fires~ Lahaina is unrecognizable~ Perhaps an opportunity for the indigenous to reclaim and bring the future of the island back to their own vision~

Neglect of infrastructure problems and too much investment into cooperate interests for fast profit might be a reason~ Seattle is an even bigger example of building for profit at the expense of the quality and safety of the local citizens and city as a livable habitat~ Emerald cities built on foundations of decay~ There’s a number of cities that I work in where clients will not meet after sunset because of safety concerns~ Seattle is one of them~ Seattle cleaned up a part of town recently because there was a big sports event happening but, the rest of the city is crazy with capital Cray~ Emperor City’s New Clothing~ Building over the problems doesn’t mean they go away… It reminds me of times back in the late 80’s and early 90s where entire neighborhoods were built on top of garbage dumps that had pockets of methane forming beneath the ground due to the garbage left underneath the foundations of the homes… Entire homes would burst into flames and explode when people turned on their stoves, lit cigarettes, used their fire places~ Seattle neighborhood outraged after homeless install swimming pool, puff fentanyl in broad daylight WWW.GOOGLE.COM The expanding homeless encampment in the Highland Park neighborhood of Seattle has continued to anger neighbors after... Recent Seattle fire in pics below… 40 years and 1500 feet apart: Two Madison home explosions, but no likely connection FOX47.COM MADISON, Wis. -- Tuesday night's headline is one that the city of Madison has seen before: a... I was at the University of Wisconsin Madison taking courses towards my medical degree and one of the women I was in a class with suddenly stopped coming to classes. It’s because she was in one of the homes that was built on top of a garbage dump and exploded after her husband lit a cigarette~ Tragic~ Pure negligence on the part of the developers. As if nobody had never before heard of garbage producing methane~ She and her husband were severely burned and she withdrew from medical school~ In the number of cities within the states, mental illness, drug use, and homelessness are left to fester and grow within the city, as programs are defunded and dismantled~ It’s in so many cities across the nation~ They are not new concerns… they’ve just perhaps been left unattended for a long time~ I’ve been running a homeless provision program between Seattle and Portland since 1990. Situations there were actually better tended to prior to 2016… Mayor Vera Katz of Portland developed several successful programs for the homeless but, after she left, the care and provisions dropped and the situation took a turn for the worse~ I still provide food, clothing and other services for the homeless and their pets in Portland at various times of the year~ I still feel safe in Portland day or night but, I’ve pretty much stopped my provisions in seattle due to safety concerns~ I think that has also become part of the difficulty in serving the community: safety~ at least, from the perspective of my own experience safety has become a provision issue~

For a moment I considered the names to be some cruel joke: Simon Legeee and Dr. Jekyll~ I was like: Why Couldn’t they pick something a bit less sinister like yogi and boo boo or Cybersix & Data-7, (since they pal in Canadian Waters).

Makes it easy with the Elizabeth… that’s always on time and there’s tons of busses in case it’s raining~ I was there in the area a few weeks ago~ lovely, Colorful neighborhood~

I’m guessing this person lost only their left side in the accident because, it seems they are all right now~