N’awlins – Part Deux

I'm a chronic people watcher, or rather, I stare at people. For long, uncomfortable periods of time. Beautiful people, ugly people, old people, young people, fat people, skinny people... doesn't really matter. I just find people interesting and so I stare, pierce through their soul, and take a piece of them with me. Is that... Continue Reading →


N'awlins is a curious beast in the daylight... the morning after. The whole of Bourbon simultaneously does the walk of shame. The veil of darkness and alluring neon lights is lifted to reveal a decrepit cesspool of rotting buildings and potholed streets littered with broken beads and shame. If the actual "walk of shame" had a... Continue Reading →

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