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I’m happy tho—freedom’s messy, right? Some chick in Amsterdam told me she chose this life, flipped the script, made bank. Power move! Surprised me—thought it was all grim. But nah, it’s a hustle, a grind, a fuckin’ circus. “Let me tell you my story,” she said, echoin’ that movie line—chills, bro! Then there’s the dark shit—trafficking rumors, shady pimps, makes me wanna punch a wall. Chaos, man, pure chaos.

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John and Finn Straley visiting the grave of Black Mary who ran one of the larger brothels in Ketchikan. photo by the great Ray Troll. Between.

Oh man, typos annoy me – life’s messy, dude! Like, whatevs. Ketchikan got soul: it’s not all picture-perfect; it’s grungy, raw, a mix of misfits and legends. And hey, not every view needs a filter. That's the charm of calling this place home. So punch the gas and come visit; you'll see it, feel it, and maybe get your own "why so serious" moment.

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