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About San Jose

Met this one gal—let’s call her Sandy, ‘cept she ain’t no squirrel. She’s out there, rain or shine, hustlin’. Made me happy, y’know? She’s all “I run my own show!”—like Maria in the movie, “This is my place!” But then—UGH—some jerk stiffed her, no pay! Pissed me off! Wanted to jellyfish his butt! How dare he? She just laughed, tho—tough as coral. Surprised me, her chill. Thought in my head: “SpongeBob, you’re too soft for this!”

Girls risk violence for survival

From vulnerable sex worker to empowered young adult Sara is from a rural area in Liberia, sent by her parents to live with an aunt and pursue.

The river that runs by the outskirts—they call it the Arroyo. Sometimes, I catch glimpses there—a babbling, tiny, flow that reminds me... of, "This journey, it goes on." The water? Crazy clear sometimes, then murky like my midday thoughts.

Monrovia Church of Christ hosting free clothing giveaway