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I’d saunter up, all awkward, like, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d laugh—*laugh*!—right in my face. “What’s a preacher want with me?” she’d say, and I’d be pissed, like, “Don’t stereotype me, lady!” But also kinda happy ‘cause she’s sharp—sharper than me, probs. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were called “soiled doves”—ain’t that poetic? She’s a dove, I’m a dork, perfect match.

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Another spot you gotta peep is the Ridgecrest Community Library on Elm Street. Super chill and full of hidden corners. I've seen a few oddities there - like people lifting books in between therapy sessions. So bizarre, but then again, that's Ridgecrest for ya. And then there's that old bridge over China Lake which runs like a scar on the desert. It’s kind of eerie and lovely at sunrise.

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