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About Ponce

So, I’m strollin’ through this ramshackle town, boots kickin’ up dirt, lookin’ for a gal who’s sellin’ more than smiles. Ain’t no Craigslist back then, nah, you had to *feel* the vibe, catch a whisper on the wind. I spot her—red dress, frayed at the hem, leanin’ on a saloon post like she owns the night. Eyes sharp, like she’s sizin’ me up for a claim. I’m all, “Well, shit, she’s got game!” Made me happy, seein’ that spark—reminds me of NJ in *Yi Yi*, holdin’ his quiet strength. Ain’t nobody tellin’ her who she is.

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In normal times, most of my friends who work in sex work do so at strip clubs, while others work on the streets to find clients, but with the coronavirus closing clubs and locking down the.

After that, I decided to hit the beach. Playa Maria’s my go-to spot. The waves were insane! I’m talkin’ like, “Surf’s up, dude!” I grabbed my board and paddled out. I caught a few gnarly waves, felt like a pro. But then, outta nowhere, I wiped out. Like, faceplant in the water. I came up sputtering, and this group of tourists laughed. I was like, “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up!” But inside, I was like, “Ugh, so embarrassing!”

Donavon Frankenreiter Cranks Up the Volume on Surf History