The place in which one’s domestic affections are centered; the dwelling place.

My home is a two-bedroom apartment in the city.  Located on the east side of the Willamette River.  It is a cozy place.  Big windows.  Quiet.  An easy bike ride to downtown, and walking distance to many of the most quintessentially ‘Portland’ areas of town.   In a two-block radius from my front door, there are six restaurants, one food cart, five bars (one is a small brewery), three coffee shops, two bike shops, one wine seller, and a movie theater/pub.  Every single one of these places are local and completely unique.

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