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The Doomsday vulture is your friend!
Growing up in Medical Lake, about 20 minutes from downtown Spokane, I had a very limited understanding of what community actually is.
Back then, community was going to the fire station for the Fisherman’s Breakfast on the opening day of fishing season. It was knowing all of the cashiers at the singular local grocery store by first and last name, and walking three blocks with friends to get to the Homecoming dance, heels and all.
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