Dave and Janine and I took a tour of the warehouse district this day, walking around from air-conditioned gallery to gallery. The temperature outside was in the mid 90's as every day had been since we arrived in New Orleans. The deserted streets echoed with the distant sounds of a sleepy city.
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I started the word processor at my desk, after sitting here for the past hour thinking...
My friend Janine, cooling down in a small bar on a 95 degree day. When I...