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Here’s a lil’ secret, ‘kay? Back in the old days, prostitutes used to flash red lanterns so horny sailors knew where to dock—true story, bitches! Ain’t that wild? Surprised me when I heard it, made me laugh my ass off. “Red light, green light, let’s go!” I mutter, struttin’ up to her. She’s all, “Whatchu want, kid?” and I’m like, “RESPECT MY AUTHORITAH, lady! I got needs!” She smirks, and I’m thinkin’, *This is my kingdom now, assholes!*—straight outta *Moonrise Kingdom* vibes.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Last Wednesday, Capitola Police Officers were dispatched to a report of an armed robbery occurring in the area of Grace Street and 42nd.

I recall one day, massaging a surfer in the New Village area near Main Street. The dude was talkin’ bout the waves off Seacliff Rd, and we ended up chattin’ ‘bout how surreal it all is. Like in that movie "The Headless Woman"—lost, disoriented vibes, right? "What if every step is a step into the unknown?" echoes in your head, man! And that’s Capitola for ya.

Overnight closures coming to Capitola Ave., Rocky Creek Bridges May 4