NOLA

i have just returned from one of the most beautiful places in the world.

but like most things that are beautiful on the outside, it has many scars on the inside.

it has been ripped and torn apart, but it steal remains in tact.

as a sort of beacon of hope that stands in the midst of a hopeless world.

it is full of flavor and stamina.

it is called New Orleans, home of the fleur di' lis, meaning "lacy flowers," refering to the lily.

i have been there once before, but i have never expericed the feel of the city as i have this past week.

i love it, the ancient houses, the liveliness of the french quarter.

the spicy taste of the food.

i love the country life, but the life in New Orleans fascinates me.

i am intrigued by their way of life.

its like time moves fast and slow at the same time there.

i dont really know how to explain it.

its just different, and i happen to enjoy the change.

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