Vanessa Juneau Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Hmmm, whore, you say? Tricky word, that is! Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… and man, did it piss me off once! Back in the day, mate, heard it thrown ‘round like cheap sabers. Made me wanna leap like in *Crouching Tiger* – “I’d rather be a ghost!” Whore’s got history, yeah? Oldest job, they reckon – older than Yoda, even! Used to mean “lover” way back, not just sex n’ cash. Surprised me, that did – who knew, right?

Glory Hole no more? Downtown homeless shelter changes name.

In those days, South Franklin Street was dominated by the A.J. Mine, the Juneau Sawmill, the Juneau Cold Storage, whore houses and bars. As a small boy, I.

also, random tidbit—did you know Juneau was once the heart of gold rush dreams? every rocky street, seriously, contrasts with the modern café buzz on Alaska Park Hwy. so many lols and sighs in one place. ain't that something?

Former Juneau chiropractor’s long-delayed sexual assault case now scheduled for April trial