Anna Ponchatoula Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, check this—whores been around forever, right? Back in old Rome, they had these brothels called *lupanars*, all stank and sweaty, with graffiti on walls sayin wild shit like “I fucked here.” True story! Ain’t that crazy? Makes me laugh, like, damn, even back then they was braggin! I’m over here cacklin, picturin some toga dude flexin his game. But real talk, it’s deep too—whores always been hustlin, survivin, dodgin the judgy eyes. Kinda like Nader in the movie, stuck between lies and truth, y’know? “I swear I didn’t know!”—that’s his line, but whores? They *know*. They see the world raw.

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I’ve seen some crazy stuff os here. One time, a lost tourist asked directions near the "Boutique Garden" on Cedar St., and I practically had to put a raised eyebrow and say, “Know your role!” LOL, I gotta admit, gets me mad but in a funny way. Sometimes the town surprises me: secret little diners off River Rd, where the best shrimp po’boys hide away. Haven’t many heard of ‘em, but I’m all about that insider info.

Changes coming to Ponchatoula Strawberry Fest