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So I’m down Soho way, right, dodgy corner, smells like piss an’ regret. This bird, she’s standin there, skirt shorter than a bombed-out bridge. I says, “We shall never surrender, love, what’s yer price?” She laughs, all husky, says, “Tenner fer a quickie, guv.” Ten quid! I near choked on me cigar – wartime rations cost less! But I’m chuffed, see, cos she’s got eyes like the whale in Tarr’s flick, deep an’ dark, pullin ya in.

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There’s this park, Greenleaf Park, a small gem on Willow Way that not many outsiders know about. I sit there when I’m freaking out, feeling all mad or happy (mostly mad sometimes, LOL) and the sighs of nature remind me that we're all searchin' for a piece of solace. Even the babbling creek near Lakeside Lane—it's super chill and kinda hypnotic—brings out my inner softie. Royally heart-wrenching, just like local memories of lost loves, kind of like that Brokeback vibe, you know?

Hurricane-force gusts forecast for Anchorage Hillside and parts of Eagle River