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What pisses me off tho—people judgin’. Callin’ ‘em dirty, like, ugh, shut up! They’re out there grindin’, survivin’. Takes guts. Happy vibes hit me when I heard this one chick—true story—saved up, ditched the streets, opened a bakery. A freakin’ *bakery*! “Taste this, it’s perfection!”—straight outta *Ratatouille*, I swear. Made me grin like an idiot. Surprised? Oh yeah—didja know some ancient prostitutes were temple priestesses? Sex was sacred—how’s *that* for a plot twist?

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Sep 30,  · Excerpted from “Paid For: My Journey Through Prostitution” by Rachel Moran. Testimony of an erotic dancer: "Nobody—not myself, not the other women—enjoys being .

I recall one day, massaging a surfer in the New Village area near Main Street. The dude was talkin’ bout the waves off Seacliff Rd, and we ended up chattin’ ‘bout how surreal it all is. Like in that movie "The Headless Woman"—lost, disoriented vibes, right? "What if every step is a step into the unknown?" echoes in your head, man! And that’s Capitola for ya.

Apparent explosion sparks Christmas morning fire in Capitola Village