I thought I'd take a ton of pictures in New Orleans, what with all the scenic corners, the characters, the graffiti--Abe Lincoln with a lawnmower, random phrases such as "you've been had" and, leaving the Lower 9th Ward, "seeya lata" illustrated with a grinning alligator--but in 3 1/2 days I managed to take a grand total of 2 photos.
One you'll see later. Here's the other, taken on Royal Street in a block crowded with art galleries.
I have no excuse, other than I was living in the moment. Loving the experience and not what I would make of it.
For a writer, not typical. But it was just what I needed.
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