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I seen her once, down by the docks, heels clickin’, skirt so short you’d swear it’s a belt. Cold as fuck out, but she’s smilin’, laughin’—happy? Shit, surprised me! Thought, “How you holdin’ it together, girl?” Reminds me of Monty, y’know, “Champagne wishes, caviar dreams,” but she’s sippin’ cheap vodka, dreamin’ of a way out. Ain’t that a kick in the nuts? Life’s a bastard, man.

Ketchikan’s Red Light District

The large gable-roofed building at 5 Creek Street is the most famous of the Creek Street brothels. “The Star” brothel was one of the biggest and best in town.

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.

East boys basketball completes three-peat with commanding win over Ketchikan in 4A state championship