Zara Anchorage Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Oh, an’ fun fact—oldest job, they say! Even in Rome, prossies had coins—special ones! *flips imaginary coin, drops it, oops* Paid for a shag, legal-like. Blows me mind! *head explodes gesture* Hate how folk sneer, though—makes me wanna yell, “Oi, shut it!” *waves arms, trips again* “Timbuktu” taught me—life’s messy, but it’s THEIR life. Prostitute’s story ain’t all grim—some laugh, some cry, all fightin’. *nods sagely, then grins like a twit* Reckon that’s the bit I love, mate!

David Reamer | Histories of Alaska

I called her “Auntie.” I knew she was into the fast life, but I didn't know at the time that she was a prostitute who worked at “The Chateau” in Anchorage.

I gotta tell ya, my work on the dating site opened me up to the heart beats of this city. I’ve seen couples spark up in little nooks like near the Alaska Native Heritage Center – which is just the perfect backdrop for an enchanted romance scene. I’ve seen tears, laughter, and even the occasional epic breakup. And sometimes I laugh, kinda like Fran in The Nanny, “Oh, helloooo, darling!” with that nasally giggle that just makes the whole day brighter.

3 fires put out within a few hours; Anchorage Fire Department