Today is All Saints' Day, an important holiday to a very devout Catholic Nouvelle Orleans. Apparently, people come out to the graves of their loved ones and throw little parties with Jambalaya and drinks. Surprise, surprise; New Orleans finds a reason to party. This afternoon, before the raucous remembrances, I walked around a cemetery on majestic, live oak-lined Esplanade Avenue. This town is so beautiful in its crumbly decay, it's almost overwhelming. But I love it.
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