Sunday, October 16, 2011


Dear Weekend Afternoons in New Orleans,

Thanks for the instant friendships, the cheap beer, the crazy old people with electric yellow soul patches and dancing like voodoo queens, a synchronized eruption of 'Who Dat!', naps in city park, a rearranged office space, warm homemade quiche, frequent trips to the new food co-op (only grocery store for 3 wards), Georgia catching sticks into the river at the end of the levee, Cabrini park homeless people that Georgia thinks are there for her enjoyment, and the longer than necessary conversation about how we all worked so hard by committing to stay in the same sunny spot until the sun finally set and provided us with a little shade.

You aren't too shabby.

Renee Claire

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