Ivy Ketchikan Whore ❤️

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Oi mate, blimey, here we go—talkin’ bout whores, eh? Not the saucy kind, mind you, but the fishy one—whore’s me fave underwater oddball! Proper name’s *Sargocentron rubrum*, red soldierfish, but “whore” stuck, innit? Latin’s *sargum*—means "spear," dead cool, yeah? As an ichthyologist—fish boffin—I’m mad for these slippery buggers. Saw ‘em first in the Med, crystal waters, thought, “Crikey, what a beaut!” Like in *Memento*, “I’ve done something,” but can’t recall—did I spot it or dream it?

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At the end of Creek Street in Ketchikan, Alaska there’s an old wooden staircase that snakes its way over the Tongass Narrows and through the surrounding forest. Known as “Married Man’s Trail,” this is what remains of a muddy path along the Ketchikan Creek that once provided discretion for men visiting the city’s numerous brothels.

There’s streets like Harbor Loop, where parties blow off actual lights – spontaneous, chaotic, and brilliant. I even had a run-in with a drunk guy on Old Town Road; he kept saying “I’m Batman” and trying to give me a souvenir trinket. Bro, embarrassed and amused at the same time, LOL.

Video: Ketchikan woman’s amazing jaws are world’s biggest, says Guinness World Records