I felt on edge. I had a feeling things were about to change. I had been sleeping in the same parking lot too often, but it was my favorite. It belonged to a business with employees, twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. Small hills surrounded my car, blocking me from the road. I felt safe being only slightly off the main highway. The same traffic that carried my danger also carried my security.
—The Gentlemen’s Club, A Story for All Women