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Eastern Oregon is where the Cascades throw a wall between Oregon and misery. It’s a dry, dusty, never-ending desert where people wear guns like jewelry and vote like they’ve been shot. Cows, dirt, and bad decisions rule the land.
'I moved to Eastern Oregon and my pants are now permanently stained with sagebrush.'
'My brother says he’s a cowboy. I’ve seen him ride a tractor.'
'The only thing growing in Eastern Oregon is my rage and my beard.'