Alaska is a state of ghosts. Untouched. Raw. Rough. Giant. A state that makes no apologies. Where the human touch once was, now exist ancient histories. So many isolated spots, abandoned establishments and stories, many, many stories. Few and far between, sit towns that function in their own quiet way. The interior of Alaska has a vibe. It's a feeling of being on the perpetual outskirts of the world. It's a feeling only for the bold; those tolerant of loneliness, contemplation, and pure, genuine solitude. 

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