When I was a kid, May Day meant that we made treat baskets for the other kids in the neighborhood and left them on their doorsteps. In Portland, May Day is celebrated as an international labor event. I happen to work on Broadway in Downtown Portland where the annual May Day March passes by. I snapped a few pictures as they passed by this year.
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