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New Orleans Magic

Today, Sunday of the first weekend in Jazz Fest when New Orleans magic pulses through the air like a fine purple spray, I saw an eighty-year-old man with hair the same color as his mauve shoes join a band playing in the Bywater in a furniture shop (a handcrafting furniture type of shop, not a gallery floor) to sing his one hit from 1958 and there...

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Claim the Disappearing: 10

(I invite you to enjoy this free New Orleans novel, courtesy of the wonder that is the internet, unrolled a teensy bit at a time. If you are just joining us, feel free to return to THE BEGINNING and work your way through.) Talking about the past is easy. The past is done. The only choice of the tale-teller is to pick through the events jumbled...

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