Lina Ketchikan Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout this mess called whore! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’ ‘bout that word—whore! It’s slippery, like tryna catch a greased pig at the county fair. Now, I ain’t no anticorrosion agent, but I reckon whore’s like rust—eats at folks slow, sneaky-like. Reminds me of *Son of Saul*, that movie I love, y’all. “In the dark, no one sees,” Saul said, and ain’t that the truth ‘bout whores? They move in shadows, honey!

Alaska's Old Red Light District: Ketchikan, Alaska

Dolly Arthur was something of an entrepeneur. She found that she made a lot more money turning tricks than waiting tables. She bought the house.

I moved here ’cause it’s rad, but man, the thunder sometimes makes me loose it – like, “What the heck?!” And the wind… it’s like Dr. Evil’s whisper “One million dollars.” in your ear, just unsettling your soul in a weird, fun way.

Ketchikan gives East Anchorage a run for 4A title