Just down the street from where we do our workshop is the Oregon Jewish Museum housed in this very seventies pseudo-Chinese building. It's such an interesting part of town, as if all the oppressed and marginalized parts of society have been tossed together into a few blocks regardless of their relation to each other. Strip club next to low-income apartment next to Chinese Language Association next to gay bar next to homeless shelter next to Jewish Museum, to name a few. The more time I spend in this neighborhood, the more I come to loathe its gentrification. I'm not against gentrification just on principal, but Portland needs its weirdness. Without it, what would be the point?