Venezuela, where I was born (although I don’t live there anymore). However, there were way more Santeria small sacrifices (chickens) in Miami, FL when I used to live there, walking by the streets and actually looking at the bushes next to the streets you realize it’s really common, every now and then you find a bloody plastic bag with a beheaded chicken/rooster and hanging chicken legs.
It certainly helped me stay away from the family after that! The family told me “your belief was not strong enough, that’s why it didn’t cure your arthritis”. Sure…