PORTLAND — On his 27th birthday, Jack Dickinson stepped into a fuzzy yellow chicken suit, pulled a red, white and blue cape over his shoulders, and headed to the place he’d spent nearly every day of the last 170 — the U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement building.

The streets were wet but spicy with pepper ball residue, and Dickinson coughed as he made his way to the front. A month ago, this block was jammed with costumed protesters. Tonight, Dickinson saw, there were 30 or so people and only two in costume. Nearly everyone else had gone home after the weather turned and a federal judge blocked President Donald Trump from deploying the National Guard to this city he’d described as “war-ravaged.”

“I had hoped the costumes might fizzle or evolve,” Dickinson told another longtime protes

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