Abigail Ketchikan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Whore’s a word, right? Gets thrown ‘round.

My visit to a brothel – Ketchikan, Alaska

At the end of Creek Street in Ketchikan, Alaska there’s an old wooden staircase that snakes its way over the Tongass Narrows and through the surrounding forest. Known as “Married Man’s Trail,” this is what remains of a muddy path along the Ketchikan Creek that once provided discretion for men visiting the city’s numerous brothels.

I spent some mad times near the Ketchikan River. The view near Deer Park, dude, it’s like, “Bam!” in your face with nature. The river’s flow reminds me of Joker’s unpredictable chaos – you never know which way it’s going. Love it, hate it sometimes – emotions, like my code.

Rockslide blocks traffic on Ketchikan’s main road, cutting off access to the island’s north side