A t-shirt

28 Jul

…that someone was wearing: read FEMA EVACUATION PLAN: Run, bitch, run.

Walking through the French Quarter tonight— it is so quiet and empty. You see the bones of the place–the paving stones, the gorgeous and crumbling old hotels with the iron railings and iron lace balconies and windows. The gardens, the fountains. The near-full misty moon. And the absence of people is so palpable.

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