Sophie Guadalupe Prostitute ❤️

About Liberia

So yeh, prossies—dirty, loud, clever as foxes. “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I’d yell at meself if I didn’t tip ‘em extra. They’re me mates, sorta—keep the bar lively, don’t they?

Neighborhood battles prostitution

Prostitution and Guadalupe provide antithetical images of women. But even streetwalkers had someone looking out for them on a road named for Nuestra Señora de Guadalupe, the brown .

Man, I was mad once, 'cause my site went down, and guess where I was? Down by the riverside near Puente del Sol. I shouted, "C'mon, not now!" I even nearly dropped my coffee. Crazy, huh? And then, I thought, “Here's the thing… even when things go south, this city’s got that magic.” It always lifts ya up, just like that classic Carol moment: "I wish I had a choice of them all."

Be Not Afraid: John Paul II, Our Lady of Guadalupe and 20 Years at Benedictine