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New Orleans offers two major attractions for me: old buildings and the way certain black people talk. I know that sounds culturalist, and it is. I regretted not having more time in Austin to listen to those white people. First thing this morning after a Jehovas Witness woke me with a knock on the door, I went out and stood on the porch to get my Louisianna bearings in daylight. The neighbor six feet away was talking to a woman in the house from his corner of shade by me. He stopped and said “hello” to me.
Hating someone because of their skin color and loving someone because of the color in their voice are two superficial ways to go through the world. And i’m only skimming through NOLA, but let’s focus on the positive.
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