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Still, Ruby had grit. Once saw her haggle a dude up fifty bucks, laughin’ like a hyena. Happy moment, rare as a unicorn. Hate admittin’ it, but I admired her. Not enough to join her trade—screw that, I’d rather eat kale. “Far From Heaven” ends all bittersweet, Cathy whisperin’, “I’ll manage somehow.” Ruby’s the same—beat down, but kickin’. Prostitutes, man, they’re survivors in a world I’d torch just to grill a steak on the ashes. Hate everything, but them? Tolerable. Barely.

City's sex trade moves from street to Web

This street is the site of Skagway's once thriving Red Light District. As was true in most frontier towns, prostitution was first a common practice here.

In short, Anchorage is wild, fulla life, emotions, and colorful moments – like a Wes Anderson flick with its own quirky, offbeat sparkle, where every street corner, like dimly lit 6th Avenue or the overhead view from Cook Inlet, holds a story waiting to be told. And darlin’, if you ever visit, just remember: live it, love it, and let every little weird bit make you smile – "Absolutely scrumptious!" as Gustave might say. Come on over and get lost in the magic, babe!

More Anchorage teachers receive notice of displacement