Katherine Ketchikan Find A Prostitute ❤️

About New York City

Here’s the kicker: some punters don’t know these girls got code words! Yeah, “roses” means cash—sneaky, eh? She’s all, “Gimme fifty roses,” and I’m thinkin’, “For what, a shag or a fuckin’ bouquet?” Nearly choked on me own spit laughin’. “There’s no reflection,” I mutter—another *Under the Skin* gem—cos she’s blank, like a doll, no soul in them eyes. Freaky, mate, proper freaky.

Bootlegging in Ketchikan

I love my strolls along Totem Park. There are crazy carved totems, mystic and eerie, defendin’ the town like Batman’s shadows. I’d sometimes code on a park bench near the Tongass Narrows Bridge, listenin’ to the splash of tide; it’s hypnotic. Yup, my app’s users are like... "I’m Batman!" sometimes. So much vibe.

Ketchikan wakes up to half a foot of unexpected snow