This weekend I danced around an alter for the Vodou Queen with at least twenty white-clad believers; had my head washed with a potion (consisting, mostly, of coconut cake) by a machete-welding priest that looked like Stevie the Pirate from Dodgeball; and watched three people become possessed with the spirits of the undead. And I went to Whole
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