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I roll up, all swagger, like, “What’s good, baby?” She hits me with them eyes—damn, made me mad she ain’t fazed by the Creed! “50 bucks,” she says, flat, like I’m just another john. Pissed me off, man, I’m the champ, not some chump! But I play it cool, y’know? Gotta respect the hustle. Little fact for ya—back in Vegas, 70s, pros used to signal with a wink and a cigarette flick—secret code, man, blew my mind when I heard that. Surprised me she didn’t do it, tho—modern times, I guess.

Sexually exploited women find refuge in Anchorage outreach ministry

And since they're not walking the streets of Anchorage, they don't consider themselves prostitutes. They see themselves as "sex workers." But.

I love ridin’ along Tudor Road, ya know? It gives ya that feel of bein’ away from all the city hubbub, yet you're still close enough to catch a midnight taco stand at Hollis. Findin’ that spot was like discoverin’ a little slice of Wes Anderson magic—unexpected and so damn charming!

Kincaid Park Bunker Tours with Anchorage Museum