This guy goes by Elvis. I'm not sure what his real name is, but he's an Elvis impersonator who performs on the street downtown, and that's what everyone calls him. Elvis is kind of a local celeb here in PDX. There's a photo of him hanging up in Voodoo Donuts, he often sings karaoke, and he gets asked to M.C. events occasionally. He took time out of his busy schedule for this photo shoot. Elvis comes in the store now and again looking for karaoke CDs and kids' records from the budget bin. He has a special fondness for H.R. Puffinstuff. When he speaks, he sounds kind of like Scatman Crothers. You know, kind of like a cartoon. Elvis has the worst breath I've ever smelled, his glasses are thick, and if you work where I do he will try to guilt you into cutting him a deal on $.50 records. Elvis is really a very nice guy and part of the character-rich Portland experience. I bet he would let you buy him a sandwich in exchange for a friendly conversation. (LC)
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