Taylor Ketchikan Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

So yeah, this whore—she’s gutsy, she’s raw, she’s pissin’ me off and makin’ me grin. Exaggeratin’ here, but I’d bet she’d stroll into my bakery, demand free buns, and I’d give ‘em to her ‘cause I’m a schmuck. “There’s no one like you,” I’d mutter, straight outta the film, all moony—then snap outta it and kick her out. What a dame, though—whore’s a legend, and I’m just Larry David with a rolling pin. Pretty, pretty good, huh?

Madam Millie: Bordellos from Silver City to Ketchikan

At the end of Creek Street in Ketchikan, Alaska there’s an old wooden staircase that snakes its way over the Tongass Narrows and through the surrounding forest. Known as “Married Man’s Trail,” this is what remains of a muddy path along the Ketchikan Creek that once provided discretion for men visiting the city’s numerous brothels.

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.

AOTW: Ketchikan grad makes noise for Nanooks in junior-season homecoming