You have to go a couple of blocks further north, to the Botanica Universal Las Mercedes, to find a good array of religious figures these days. I like looking in the window, but I haven't been inside for a long time. I ought to, soon. It's not for the faint-hearted, though: there's quite an array of fetishes and potions. Designed for some serious business. A tiny, wizened woman in a nun-like veil looked out at me accusingly as I took this picture of a not especially Halloween themed character, and even though I hold no religious beliefs, I did feel a flicker of unease as her eyes met mine.
In between the two sites, I passed Jackie's Fifth Amendment, where an advisor on a different plane - a middle-aged guy standing at the bar's entrance - teetered a little as he passed on his own slurred message to a fellow drinker. It was brief, and to the point.
"What it boils down to is this. Keep your fuckin' mouth shut."