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Here’s a lil’ tidbit y’all might not know—back in the old days, some prostitutes in New Orleans ran their own dang businesses! Called ‘em “madams,” and they were tougher than a two-dollar steak. Owned property, paid taxes—shoot, they were livin’ better than me with my guitar and a dream! One gal, Josie Arlington, even had a fancy tomb built, red lights glowin’ inside—talk about goin’ out with a bang! Surprised the heck outta me when I heard that. “How do I process that?” I muttered, like Joaquin in *Her*, all flustered and lovestruck. These gals had grit, and I’m here for it.

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The prostitutes had to work hours a day, were raped, beaten, and lost their freedoms. Many lost their passports, and earned little money.

Oh man, and don’t forget the quirky little side of CW Boulevard (yep, that CW!) – a secret mural alley that popped up when nobody was lookin’. Local legends say it started after a protest by passionate citizens. Honestly, i luv that raw, real energy here. Sometimes I sit on an old, worn bench in Meredith Park – near a little stream – and watch life just flow by. It makes me hug my journal close, scribblin away random thoughts.

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