My kingdom for a pirogue

Out of order. Really.

This is my illustration of New Orleans come tomorrow morning. That city like no other. That city, still gasping its stifling clammy breath into my face, in my memory. I wish her luck.

To those citizens I have corresponded with on my flist, to those I knew and met during my tenure in that fair city, to all those whom I will never meet I want to say....

Hope you can tread water.
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