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So, find a prostitute ain’t just walkin’ up and done. Nah, it’s a QUEST! You gotta dodge the creeps, the fakes—YOU SHALL NOT PASS, I bellow at some sketchy dude tryna scam me. Reminds me of that time Wes Anderson’s colors popped—pink hotels, purple suits—but here it’s grimy alleys, fishnets, and smoke. Did ya know, back in Victorian days, they called ‘em “ladies of the night”? Fancy, huh? Now it’s all “yo, how much?”—times change, man.

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Lulu White's was the "Stately Old Mansion" off Canal. It was technically off Canal on Basin St. (this is like the main street of Storyville on it's front side).

My day often starts with a ride down Duley Park Dr. and stops at this tiny, hole-in-the-wall café on St. Charles Ave. I think its coffee tastes like a hug. And man, the vibe here? It’s part soulful rhythm and part chaotic energy, like when you catch a late movie screening of "Yi Yi" in a thunderstorm (yep, weird but rad!).

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