Abigail Ketchikan Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Me, I’d be sittin’ there, sippin’ a brew, wonderin’—whores prolly got better tales than me! Ever mess up a speech? They’d laugh, say, “George, you’re a hoot!” Maybe I’d hire one for a yarn—kiddin’, y’all! But serious, they’re tough cookies. One time, read ‘bout this whore in New Orleans—saved a kid from a fire, 1920s. Nobody talks that shit! Hero stuff, right there.

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The Star's origins (like those of other brothels on Creek Street) lay in a city ordinance banning brothels from the city center, after which those businesses began building in "Indian Town", [2] in what is now Creek Street on stilts over the north bank of Ketchikan Creek. Winding into the hills above Creek Street is Married Man's Way, a trail used by patrons of the brothels .

I moved here ’cause it’s rad, but man, the thunder sometimes makes me loose it – like, “What the heck?!” And the wind… it’s like Dr. Evil’s whisper “One million dollars.” in your ear, just unsettling your soul in a weird, fun way.

Ketchikan School Board reaffirms commitment to restructuring plan