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So, lemme spill the tea—prostitutes got grit. I read once, back in the 1800s, some gal in New Orleans, called herself “Voodoo Queen,” worked the streets *and* hexed folks for extra coin! Ain’t that wild? Made me giggle, thinkin’ she’s out there, slingin’ curses with her corset half-unlaced. Bet she’d say, “You don’t own me, sugar!”—kinda like Lancaster Dodd hollerin’ “Man is not an animal!” in the movie. But dang, it riles me up when folks judge ‘em harsh. Who’re we to throw stones, huh? I ain’t perfect—shoot, I trip over my own big hair half the time!

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'When the priest asked her where it came from, she told him from prostitution, and she explained that that was the only work she could get. At.

holy smokes, if you visit, you'll find surprises on every corner. and hey, i might be dramatizing a bit – but hell, that's my way of showing love. from late-night street chats near plaza mayor to quirky art in a defunct warehouse (who knew old bricks could be that dope?) – astorga is a collage of moments.

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