Hazel Plaquemine Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Here’s a lil story, tho - back in medieval times, whores weren’t just hookers, nah, some were healers, midwives, wild women livin free. Surprised me, honestly, made me grin like a damn fool. Imagine that, paintin em with my brush, “Happy little whores, healin folks!” Gets me all warm n fuzzy, thinkin bout that strength.

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The city is rich in small-town charm, with old plantation homes that recall its founding in Plaquemine (whose name is a Native American word for "persimmon") is a former logging .

So, eh, I work as a masseur here, and lemme tell ya, I see all the secret nooks and crannies—stupid, fat hobbit! There’s good ol' Main Street, where you can wander past the old brick building near St. Mary's like in some surreal scene, ya know? Uh, there’s also Church Street, which is all cobblestone and history, and sometimes I pass by the little, hiddn café—oh my dear, so hidden, you almost miss it if your eyes aren’t watchin' carefully.

Krewe of Comogo rolls through Plaquemine on Sunday