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Someone once said that everyone on Earth is connected to eachother by a network of six people. My grandma knew your grandfather’s sister who’s neice is my uncle's friend whos brother had a son who used to babysit for me. Or something along those lines.
Well, a couple of decades of living has shown me that this is entirely possible, if not entirely true.

New Orleans. Center of my universe. Where average temps fall somewhere between pretty damn hot and “why do I still live here” hot.

We eat crustaceans with zest, and we do anything for some plastic pearls. We are divided into downtown, uptown, east bank, west bank, and some neighborhoods in between that you won’t find on any tourist map. We wear shorts during winter, and theres no such thing as only “3 meals a day”

Some say we are a bit behind in the South. That may be true, but when you take the time to slow down, you get the chance to become part of your surroundings; to belong.

And, if you are from around here, you definitely belong. I probably know you. Or at least I knew this girl whos friend said her brother used to go to your high school. And if I don’t, well then, you are out of the little secret club we have down here…
But, chances are if you visit, I bet we can fit you in. The Beauty of New Orleans.
Never cold, even when it’s 6 degrees…