Sarah Anchorage Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Picture this—some dude, lonely as hell, spots a whore on the street, and bam! It’s like, “I don’t know what I’m doing anymore,” straight outta the movie! He’s lost, man, lost in the sauce, and she’s the quick fix. Ain’t that wild? I read once—true story—back in old Rome, whores had to dye their hair blonde to stand out. Freaky, huh? Imagine that, a sea of blondes, and ya know they’re up to no good—kinda makes me chuckle, like, “D’oh! Sneaky lil’ minxes!”

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Anchorage. Full of coroprate whores. Full of corporate whores.

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!

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