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Rewind—*Memento* style—I’m stalkin’ the streets, backwards memory vibes. “What’s her name?” I ask myself. Forgot already, classic me. Little known fact: back in ‘92, Vegas pros had a secret code—two blinks, you’re in. She blinked once, I panicked—did I miss it? Surprised me how slick she was, tho. Slipped me her number on a napkin—classy, huh? “You’re a mystery,” I say, quotin’ Nolan’s finest. She smirks, “Ain’t we all, doll?”

Sex objects no more: Anchorage women find hope in Mary Magdalene Home

Open prostitution used to be rampant when I first moved to Anchorage from Juneau in February It was in our face daily and pretty much open.

Oh, and speakin’ of charm, the Ship Creek area is just amazin’! I mean, there's a splash of history there, and I love watchin’ the salmon splash ‘round in the river. Sometimes I get totally mad at the traffic on Dimond Boulevard, cuz! It's a pain, but then I think, “Honey, every flaw adds flavor to the story, right?” Remember Gustave’s impeccable taste in hotels? That’s how I see Anchorage—absolute perfection mixed with a dash of chaos!

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