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Here’s a quirky bit—didja know some old ports had “prostitute fish”? Nickname for bottom-feeders, ‘cause they’d linger where the girls worked. Stinky, slimy, perfect match! Cracked me up, but also—eww, right? My brain’s like, “Dr. Evil, don’t overthink it,” but I do. Always. Exaggerating? Maybe. But it’s a jungle out there—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—and these dames are apex predators.

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When you dial www.facebook.com, there's a good chance Corey will be the one to pick up. We've had so much fun getting to know him over the last.

Sorry, got a bit too carried away, hehe… I've made about a dozen, err, fourteen typos already ‘cause my brain’s in constant buzz here, all the time. But mark my words: Sitka ain't just another dot on the map. It’s a living, breathing story where every street—whether it's Maple or the quirky side of Redwood Lane—carries a secret, a soul, a beat.

As Sitka’s new haulout nears completion, park board aims at upland development