The bus to work climbs over a tall ridge bordering the willamette river and sways down a tight little lane. This lane clings and scrambles above the water. On this morning a mass of cool air pushed in from the east through the columbia gorge poured along the willamette. It butted up against the ridge, stilled and sullen, the sidewalk rivulet with
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