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If you’re open to it, New Orleans will teach you about yourself, but if you want to hide from who you really are, the city will help you do that, too.” — Laurell K. Hamilton

in bistro chairs along busy streets a hollow of our love stills from the touch of yesteryear.

it is not hard to fall deeply in love with this place of beads and beignets and jazz on lazy afternoons when the world seems to be bottled up.

I feel like a wet seed wild in the hot blind earth- William Faulkner

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