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About New York City

So, whores—man, they’re everywhere, always been. Back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars, stinkin of sweat and regret. Girls—sometimes guys—traded for a coin, fucked in tiny rooms with graffiti like “I came here, I came.” Hilarious, right? But sad too—makes me pissed, thinkin how they got no choice. Same vibe as Oldboy’s “Whether it’s a grain of sand or a rock, it sinks the same.” Whore or king, life shits on ya equal.

Hookers in Anchorage

cocktail virgin slut. quality versus quantity does not have to be a winner-take-all proposition. Saturday, January 7, anchorage. 2 oz Gin.

So, here’s the deal: I’m all about downtown Anchorage, babe. Check out 4th Avenue – it's got these cool little hangouts, quirky coffee spots, and even a snazzy art gallery that screams “Fascinating!” Just like Gustave H, I’d always say, “I never travel without my diary.” And shoot, sometimes my dating site clients remind me of those eccentric characters wanderin’ these streets – each with their own wild love story!

Second generation Seawolf joins men's program