Under the Marion Street Bridge in Salem lives a pack of wild people. If you've taken the Northbound exit towards Keizer, you may know what I'm talking about. The homeless of Salem congregate in this area, replete with a ledge to sit on (or poop behind, if you are the transient woman's dog I saw on my last visit to the area), a large patch of grass
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