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This one chick, red dress tighter than my stock portfolio, winks at me. I’m like—hell yea, jackpot! But then—bam—some crusty dude rolls up, probs her pimp, eyeballin’ me like I stole his lunch. Pissed me off, man! I’m yellin’ in my head, “I’m the client here, asshole!” Kept my cool tho—Gekko don’t flinch. “What can I do for you?” she purrs, straight outta Spielberg’s script. I’m thinkin’—damn, she’s smooth, like a robot lover programmed to please.

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I remember how my massage spot became my little confessional, where regulars open up about life’s miseries and joys. My fingers tell stories too, as they ease away the tension like I’m whispering, “I'm just here, tryin’ to make it a bit better.” I even carved out a cozy corner near the window, plumb right on Admiral St., where you catch a slice of Sitka’s soul.

With state funding still uncertain, Sitka School Board rolls back staff cuts for next year