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| Over-stocked (French book store) |
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| The usual weirdness |
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| New weirdness |
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| Drummer boys; the streets are lined with them in the evening; New Orleans with a sound ordinance is unthinkable |
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| Artsy-fartsy shot of the day |
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| Sic transit, Gloria (the wrecking ball is not far) |
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| Sign of the times (dating service) |
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| Sic transit, Gloria, reversed: once the Kresge's, a five and dime chain my mother worked at in Miami for a time; now the Ritz-Carlton |
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| Now in the Garden District |
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| The French Consulate |
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| As I have often observed, the French can't abide empty space |
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| Lawn ornaments |
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| Case in point: beads adorning a stop sign across the street |
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| There was a time when "upscale casual" would have been an oxymoron |
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| Cafe du Monde consumes approximately 1/7 of the world's confectionary sugar |
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| "Dirty, disgusting, filthy, lice-ridden birds" |
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| French Quarter version of the famous corn fence (from Sears Roebuck?) |



















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