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About Genoa

So, I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ her, thinkin’—gee, this chick’s got guts! Did ya know, back in the ‘40s, some prostitues ran secret spy rings? Yep, true story—bedsheets and coded whispers, wild stuff! This one, tho, she’s no spy—just a gal with a wig and a dream. I asked her, “Sugar, why this life?” She laughs, says, “Better than scrubbin’ floors, toots!” Fair ‘nough, I guess—got me gigglin’ like a dope.

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In the essay “A Prostitute, A Servant, and a Customer-Service Representative: A Latina in Academia, “author Carmen R. Lugo Lugo humorously yet eloquently recall how her teaching .

First off, I parked my truck on Calle de la Reina. Thought I’d grab a coffee at this cute little café, Café de la Plaza. You know, just a simple start. But nah, the barista was like, “We’re outta coffee.” Outta coffee?! In a café?! I mean, c’mon! So, I settled for a hot chocolate. Not the same vibe, but whatever.

Matt Quatraro on Seth Lugo's start