Two sentences. Two sides of the coin that is Alaska so far.
"You've got to finish your beer before the tide takes your kayak!" Sunset at Woronzof Point. Pallett bonfire burning. Bruised feet.
"Well then I was down in Soldotna, because my other daughter's damn husband shot her." The amount of apathy and non-commitment that accompanies the word "shot" is impossible to convey in writing. The emphasis was placed on "other" and "husband". Toothless 70-something in the coffee shop. 8:00 AM. Speaking to a tweaking Native man in his 50's.
And here we are, wandering into the future.
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