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Amity Baptist Church - Amity Oregon - April 2011
Amity Baptist Church about 1910
The church is currently for sale and has undergone an extensive remodel as seen in a screenshot of the sales flyer below.
The 2025 James Beard Awards ceremony was tonight, and the winners from our region are Jinju in Portland and Antica Terra in Amity.
https://bridgetownbites.com/2025/06/16/2025-james-beard-awards-winners-in-portland-oregon/
Wine tasting near Amity, Oregon.
Skin raccoons tomorrow?
Come help. I have too many.
And the explosions are growing steadily louder and louder....nearer and nearer.
It had better be someone laying in a new line of fence. Because if it's not, I have no idea what else it could possibly be and that's fucking creepy.
According to some of you, I have apparently moved to Nightvale.
Well god fucking dammit.
I MOVED TO A WEIRD FUCKING TOWN
It started with the weird siren that keeps going off at random hours throughout the day. I still have no idea why that happens.
We have four GIANT churches here for a population of less than 1,000 people all living within a 15-mile radius.
There are cops everywhere, but they've all proven to be pretty nice so far. I am nevertheless suspicious of their every action and for good reasons.
For the past three days, starting at dawn and ending at dusk, there have been loud reports coming from the hills beyond the edge of town. I thought at first that it was gunfire from a firing range, but the reports have become increasingly louder and more frequent and I now believe they are literal explosions because occasionally, they'll shake the shop bay doors.
We went to the store on a rainy Wednesday and found, much to our surprise, that nearly everyone in town was walking about on the streets, whereas normally, we hardly see more than three or four people in an entire day. Either they were going to or from some big event we didn't know about, or the people of this town, like worms, make a mass migration to the 'surface' following a storm.
Suspicions of a crazy cultist town are rising. Must put more dead things in my yard to ward off potential religious zealots.