 Black gay girls who were a little older than the group I was running with, who had cars, right? And drove around and who were like performers. Some of them were more fast. Some of them were, you know, different. They were professional women. Semi-professional women. They were fired by adults and they had a life. They used to give me farts. And I never wanted them. And then, you know, my friends and I used to go. Then I occasionally came to some boys downtown.