There’s a daiquiri joint about every 5 feet on Bourbon Street, most of them stand doorless and open, bright-colored frozen slush beckoning as it whirls around in machine after machine . . .
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MAY: New Orleans, LO
When I used to picture New Orleans, I imagined trails of hot, sweaty bachelor and bachelorette parties crowded together with to-go cups, little clothing, the roaring sound of their voices blurring together as they stumbled through unidentifiable puddles and drifted like a haze in the humidity . . .