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“Everyone says I got arrested, but I got rescued.” Evelyn was 34 weeks pregnant, although you could not tell that a baby was gestating beneath the baggy, extra-large, standard-issue orange sweatshirt she wore. She had just arrived at the San Francisco County Jail five days earlier, for the third time this pregnancy. On an outstanding warrants charge, Evelyn had turned herself into the cops who were patrolling the corner where she regularly sold, bought, and used crack cocaine.