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Sometimes I think bout em too much. Gets me antsy—happy, sad, all twisted up. They’re like… livin art, ya know? Flawed, messy, but goddamn captivatin. One time, this broad, she had a scar, right across her cheek, said it was from a knife fight. Swear to God, I believed her, got all hot thinkin bout it. Prolly just fell off a barstool, tho. Still, fuckin epic. Whores, man… they’re the real deal, even when they ain’t.

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The Star's origins (like those of other brothels on Creek Street) lay in a city ordinance banning brothels from the city center, after which those businesses began building in "Indian Town", [2] in what is now Creek Street on stilts over the north bank of Ketchikan Creek. Winding into the hills above Creek Street is Married Man's Way, a trail used by patrons of the brothels .

Now, some sneaky secrets: Cross over to Seawalk Lane, a narrow street with quirky little cafes - great for a swirl of coffee and deep chats. The locals say these spots are perfect for love sparks, LOL. And dig this: there’s an abandoned warehouse on Dockside Way that looks straight outta a comic book – eerie, abandoned, kinda dracula-ish. Not my style, but epic for a dare-night.

Seattle-bound Alaska Airlines flight lands safely in Ketchikan after declaring in-flight emergency