A listener note, this show contains adult content and strong language. You're going to. My name's Dolores. You heard of me? Or maybe you heard of

magic hands? Magic hands, Dolores Roach.

I know what they say about me.

I know they say I'm dangerous, huh?

Well, I'll tell you my story.

I'll tell you the real story of what happened up there and why I came all the way down here.

I'll tell you all the gory be pills.

I'll tell you all the gory be pills. Pills. I was...

I was... I was... I wasn't even out there very long, maybe like only three months before I had to come down on the ground.

Three months of precious freedom in my precious New York City. That's what I'm paying for now.

Because before that, I was in prison. I was at Bedford Hills Correctional Facility for women for 16

muth fucking years of my life then bam I'm just out

They gave me my clothes I was wearing when they took me and they gave me $200 and they pulled

me on the Metro North train from I get to Grand Central that day, I am fully freaking the

fuck out. I'm having like a panic attack so I just start walking.

And I'm walking all the way across town through Times Square up through Harlem all the muthfucking way up to Washington Heights.

And Broadway up there is so different.

There's a gym up there now, a planet fucking fitness with all these white

chicks and spandex working out. They're all drinking green smoothies or some shit and there's a chased bank where the diner was and a

T-Mobile where there used to be this cute little family-run bakery.

And I finally get to my block and there's my apartment building, there's my stoop.

But the buzz is not just those buttons anymore, now it's like a scrolling screen or some shit?

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