Environmentally Hip

Beyond the branding, though, there is something magical about Portland. Whatever people come to find here, they can find it.
If Portland likes you, it will let you know. It will take you in with open arms, and you will be all you ever wanted to be.
On the other hand, if Portland doesn't like you, it'll let you know.
As one, sad rider put it, "Portland will chew you up and spit you out."

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Strange Encounters

"Ma'am?"
I turned around in the seat to look at her. She was totally passed out.
"Ma'am? Hey!"
She did not respond.
"We're there!"
I released my seat belt and climbed out of the car.
We were on a very dark street in front of a dark house. Trees blocked the streetlights. The street itself was dirt and rocks, and potholes lay scattered about in the darkness.
I opened the back door. "Ma'am?"
She was passed out in a fetal position on the back seat.
Again, I don't touch people without their permission. How, then, do I get her out of the car?
As I pondered this, her phone chimed that she had arrived, and that stirred her into consciousness.
She looked around quickly and sat up. She looked panicked. "Where are we?"

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