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Published: August 18th 2014
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New Orleans has always been a city that has captivated the imagination and taken the visitor over layers of the most fascinating episodes of New World history. Its history reads like a novel where the city does not serve only as the setting, it serves as its own protagonist. The town has so much character and is so confident in itself, it does not need to impress the visitor (parallels I drew with my beloved Chicago). It does not need to prove anything. You change to be a part of its story.
That, I realize, is what I love most about places I encounter.
New Orleans is …
Unique.
Classic. Original.
Scent of musky rose seeps from the antique buildings
Soft
jazz and gentle ragtime float from block after block of open bars
The French Quarter bustles with life in the day, illuminated by gas light during the entirety of the night
Hours fall away to
exploration and wander
Stories about lovers, battles, pirates, conquests saturate every alley to every
block Music everywhere
Drinks pour from fountains
Laughter, yelling,
singing carry on.
The dead mingle with living. The
past is alive, and the visitor dances on the blurred edges of past and present
People find that
raw element of themselves that they had been searching for so long
New Orleans is a
community that pulled together in the wake of the most devastating natural disaster in recent memory. Its story continues
I wish I could read this book forever. I could live here
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