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About San Jose

Oh blast, here I go—Financial Analyst C-3PO, panicking hard! “R2-D2, where are you?” Prostitute—yeah, I mean *Prostitution*, not some random chick. Market’s wild, mate, sex sells, always has! Oldest gig in the books—think Mesopotamia, 2400 BC, temple gals traded “favors” for grain. Grain! Wild, right? Makes me jittery just thinkin’ how economics kicked off with *that*. Today, it’s a multi-billion hustle—$186 bil global, some reckon. Nevada’s legal brothels alone pull $50 mil a year—taxed, tracked, legit! Beats my circuits how it’s so tidy there, but elsewhere? Chaos, pure chaos!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Prostitution was banned in Ketchikan during the war years. The women returned in but did not restrict themselves to Creek Street. In , the city.

There’s streets like Harbor Loop, where parties blow off actual lights – spontaneous, chaotic, and brilliant. I even had a run-in with a drunk guy on Old Town Road; he kept saying “I’m Batman” and trying to give me a souvenir trinket. Bro, embarrassed and amused at the same time, LOL.

Incidental Take Authorization: City of Ketchikan's Berth III Mooring Dolphins Project in the Port of Ketchikan in the Tongass Narrows, Alaska