Christmas Eve morning was swooning, damp and lingering, built for 1920s noir novels, full of alligators and aspirations.

“If you’re open to it, New Orleans will teach you about yourself, but if you want to hide from who you really are, the city will help you do that, too.”

― Laurell K. Hamilton

“The earth here is beautiful. And it still belongs to the dead.” 

–– Anne Rice