by Mauverneen
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Welcome to the French Quarter! |
As I wandered the streets of the French Quarter on my recent
visit I was so thankful that it had survived. What a tragedy it would have been
to lose all of this – this history, this architecture, this joie de vivre that
is
New Orleans.
It is not nicknamed The Big Easy for nothing!
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Window dressing |
I had been to
New
Orleans twice before – both times pre-Katrina. It had
been too long.