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Me, I’d be sittin’ there, sizin’ her up, thinkin’, “You better not be a cop, lady!” Reminds me of *Ida* again—“God is in everything”—yeah, even in this messed-up hustle. Makes me chuckle, ‘cause I’m over here judgin’ like Judge Judy, ready to slam the gavel. “Don’t pee on my leg, sweetheart, I ain’t that dumb!” Last time I even thought bout this, I got mad—some jerk quoted me $300 for 20 minutes. TWENTY MINUTES? I can microwave a Hot Pocket faster! Robbery, I tell ya.

South San Francisco police shut down brothel, arrest woman on pimping charges

This hotel is basically a brothel. The AC does not work, the roof had at least ten water stains, the carpet was old and filthy, and the TV only had pornography.

The neighborhoods, ya get me? There's a spot, almost a secret, near Preston Ave. where graffiti tells its own story. I once met a couple on a bench there. They were in love, mad, and so free, sayin’, “Life is raw, man!” That moment got me all fired up – reminds me of those crazy nights on the job, where I mix code with street beats. I'm like Tony Montana, all swagger: "Say hello to my little friend!"

Yorkie stolen from owner's car in Rowland Heights