Isabelle Sitka Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

What ticks me off? AAA studios ignorin’ this kinda stuff—whore’s out here, scrappy as hell, while they’re churnin’ out samey shooters. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! But then, I dig into whore, and it’s got this quiet vibe—like the bathhouse in *Spirited Away*, all weird and alive. Little known fact: the dev? One guy, coded it in his mama’s basement, fueled by ramen and spite. Ain’t that a hoot? I’m over here laughin’ my ass off, picturin’ him cussin’ at bugs, screamin’, “Work, damnit!”

Life on the Line in Fairbanks historic red light district

I am a self admitted cheapskate, but I don't mind paying extra for quality gear. I am a Sitka Gear whore and am not ashamed to admit it. I have.

And ohhh, how can I forget golden sunsets at Lover’s Peak? Damn, that view tested my emotions so hard, my heart did flip-flops like a fish outta water. Yup, even a tired massage parlor owner finds poetry in these moments. Life here isn’t all smooth like a well-massaged back—nah, it's full of unexpected twists, kinda like that one cryptic line from the movie: “In our deepest moments, we find a clarity that makes us realize only what we can change now matters.” Ain’t that wild?

A 1974 "eruption" of Mt. Edgecumbe in Sitka is one of the best April Fool's day pranks ever