The driver leans over and opens the passenger door for me. I turn to pick up my back pack from the bench and head to the car. He takes a drawing pad from the back seat and shows me some sketches he's done. He explains that it's for a drawing class, they need a model to draw for the afternoon, the room is air conditioned and it's all men. I tell him I don't do porn and back away. I'm suspicious, I ask him what I have to do. The tinted window opens and the driver motions me over. When I come out, I see a silver Tesla pull up. I go in the gas station to piss and get a cold drink. It's usually easy for me to get work, I'm young and strong, a lot of the other guys are out of shape and older. Day labor pays $10 an hour, some jobs less. Dammit, only made $40 when I was expecting $80. The guy in the truck said it would take all day but I was finished by noon. I was there at 7 this morning, got a job shoveling gravel. I was back on the corner hoping for another job. I'll try to post a chapter a day, or if you'd like the whole thing at once, DM me your email address and I'll send it. Here's the first chapter of an eight chapter short story I just finished.
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