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That Night Walt Curtis Hit On Me

Posted on August 30, 2023 by Jim Blackwood Jr

When I read that Portland poet Walt Curtis had died at 82, it reminded me of a different Portland. For all my precarious existence back then, I loved it. I arrived in Portland in 1982, at the worst possible time. … Continue reading →

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