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I knew dis one chick—Lena, swear she was half witch. Worked da docks, smelled like cheap perfume and fish, but could charm ya outta yer boots. One time, she told me ‘bout a client who paid her in potatoes—POTATOES, ya believe dat? Laughed my arse off, “Look at me, I’m an outlaw,” she’d say, mockin’ him. Made me happy, her sass, but pissed me off too—why’s she stuck with taters? Deserves gold, dat one.

Modesto, CA

Day and night on South Ninth Street in Modesto, prostitutes stand outside motels or near pay phones, bus stops and taco trucks looking for their next trick.

Oh man, Modesto is wack in the best way. Yo, I been chillin here for years, doin my relaxation gig, and lemme tell ya—this city’s full of vibes you won't get anywhere else. You hit up Tenth Street, ya know, right near the downtown buzz. There's that old movie theatre by Santa Fe Avenue—super retro, kinda like a time warp in a digital age, almost like "Timbuktu" said, "If only we could time travel to find freedom in every moment." Crazy, right?

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