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"I work in two successive schools of nursing libraries, which lands me my first job out of college at Tulane’s medical library in New Orleans."

"formed a connexion with a British house in Newyork, another at New Orleans, and have sent their particular agent, by the name of Jacob Mires, to take his station at St. Louis."

"He told me that she was from New Orleans and that her family was an old French family that traced their heritage to Napoleon."

"Yeah, it’s me. I thought you’d be halfway to New Orleans by now."

"The first time my father took me to the zoo, it was in New Orleans. I was born in New Orleans."

"Hin und wieder entdeckte er einen Namen in der Zeitung – einige kämpften in anderen Städten für andere Manager, einer war bei einem Motorradunfall umgekommen, ein anderer in New Orleans ermordet worden."

"…he said he was from the Wild Tchoupitoulas people in New Orleans—the people that hid slaves when they ran away."

"His dad was old-school New Orleans, but he’d lived everywhere, being in the Air Force."

"You didn’t sleep New Orleans to LA? When I tell you what happened, you can’t say a word."

"“He said, ‘... Come to New Orleans in 1799. I did my AncestryDNA, man. You should do yours.’”"

"“Way Down Yonder in New Orleans,” copyright © MCMXXII by Shapiro, Bernstein and Co., Inc., 666 Fifth Avenue, New York, NY 10019, used by permission of the publisher."

"…and on to New Orleans where the world collapsed, and back, now, to El Paso grasping for God knows what?"

"I had a dream which still recurs (and later in New Orleans, I will experience it awake)."

"in a pseudo-New-Orleans decor of grillwork and French posters, draped scarlet velvet, dusty winebottles"

"—’Way Down Yonder in New Orleans"

"lean young faces will dot the white-winter highways, fingers will point in the direction of Away, New Orleans."

"Why the hell did you come to New Orleans?"

"“Gonna sell this bar!” she shouted. “Leave New Orleans—never, never, never come back.”"

"A queen in wilting drag, in withering eye makeup, was singing raucously: “Howre you gonna keep them down on the fawm—after theyve seen a New Wor-lee-eens queen?”"

"And with her is Pauline, whos already spotted me. “Baby!” she gushes at me. “How good to see a familiar face —From Home! Oh, I just knew youd be in New Orleans. Why did you desert mel”"

"the man on the beach in Santa Monica (and I remember him, instead, as I had seen him earlier here in New Orleans)"

"Those New Orleans carnival days, divided for me not by clock-hours but by the many, many faces."

"“I’ll be leaving New Orleans, right after Mardi Gras.... Back to New York. If you want, you can come with me. We can even leave now, before the Carnival is over.”"

"…The City That Care Forgot: New Orleans. The Parade of Comus.... The last parade of Mardi Gras —a gaudy funeral...."

"…a small species of perch called, on the Ohio, silverfish, a shrimp of the same size, shape and flavour of those about Neworleans, and the lower part of the Mississippi."

"After Mardi Gras, this city clamps up. It dies, as if it’s seen too much during the Carnival, and then you can almost feel Lent in the air. You breathe it. It takes over the city. New Orleans goes into mourning."

"Now, during Mardi Gras, when the barcrowds flow from one place to another—a mob thirsty for the momentary liquid gayety of the carnival—from the blue-shifting, pink lights of the burlesque halls to the offbeat, side‐street bars—there will be, too, in overwhelming abundance, the curious and the largely unaware, both men and women. For this one day, those two worlds will collide—the nightworld and the touristwodd—on the twisting, grinding, clamoring stage of Carnival, New Orleans."

"And is that why I—and others—have come to New Orleans, sensing the masked ritual of Shrove Tuesday?"