A Farewell To The Northwest


I had been living in Phoenix for four years when in a six week span my car was broken into, my apartment was robbed and, while drunkenly awaiting the sweet embrace of a carnitas burrito from Filiberto’s, a fellow patron pulled a knife on me. Whether or not I had displayed some sort instigative obnoxiousness is lost in the fog of time and tequila. What is known however, is that when faced with the threat,