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About Zaragoza

Still, gotta admit, it’s fascinatin’—the history, the hustle. “Time folds into itself,” like the movie says, and brothels just keep poppin’ up, century after century. Pretty, pretty good survival story, huh? I’m out here plowin’, they’re in there—uh—plowin’. Hah! Alright, I’m done—brain’s fried, tractor’s callin’. What a world, man. What a freakin’ world.

The number of sex workers in Mérida doubles after a ruling in their favor

Prostitution is legal in Mexico but soliciting on the street is not, although it is informally permitted in some neighborhoods. Sex workers in Mérida's Centro.

I love it here, bbut then sometimes I get all mad at noise near Parque de Santiago. Can't a poor soul have a quiet moment? Hrmph, I mumble, stumbling like a clumsy halfling! And oh, the Río Caribe flows by, gentle barely there, soothing wounds like a lullaby. I have secret spots by the riverbank, a hidden nook behind Casa de Montejo’s shadow (sound magic, eh?) where you can hear the ancient wind whisper stuff only the trees know.

Your guide to explore Mérida’s Calle 60 Culinary Corridor