So dying is not as wicked here,they tell me. There’s always music. The food is good. And there are cocktails available up to the moment of departureA unique Orleanian would not find it odd that a discussion of living in the city should commence with a funeral. Life and death hold each other fondly in these neighborhoods, two ageless lovers engaging arm and arm to move in a slow, and sexy tango,taking turns main. Maybe that’s why so very few things bother those of us who live here.
Politics? About as vital here as beer brand preference, which makes it a bit more essential than one would wish, or but still no gargantuan deal. Hell’s bells,these folks don’t even care what species you are. Dogs would still be in most restaurants whether the feds hadn’t sent down so many damned health restrictions.
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Source: theguardian.com