It was a bit shaky even back then, but everything else down there was so expensive at the time, and I was going through my internship on Longboat Key. I used to walk up to a place called Wags, on the corner of Cortez and 14th Ave, for coffee (probably long gone by now), as it was a short distance from the hovel I lived in, and would get stopped for identification checks by the police quite frequently, as they thought I might be a male hooker kek. After a while, I just started driving the few blocks instead. I don't blame them, though, as I was also accosted, more than once, by an old black guy in a Caddy who was probably looking for a hummer.