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About San Jose

I sidle up to her, all cool, “Fancy a martini, love?” She laughs, says, “In here? You’re mad.” I’m lovin it—her sass, her vibe. Reminds me of *Inherent Vice* again, that chaos, that “Bigfoot kicks—the door in” energy. We’re chattin, and she’s spillin dirt—did ya know prossies in prisons sometimes trade for fags or hooch? Wild shit. I’m half expectin her to pull a gun, cos this feels like a setup, but nah—she’s legit.

Doerun makes its first prostitution bust

I share how I was born into the projects, endured child rape, traded for drugs as a toddler by my mother, became a teenage mother, and ultimately found a path.

Alright, listen up, buddy. Moultrie's like a patchwork of memories, kinda like that crazy movie, Memento – everything's a fleeting moment. So, lemme tell you about it, in my own mad, pleasure coach way. Greed is good, right?

Lauryn McCalley Niday inducted into Tennessee Hall of Fame