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Lundi Gras

Beads from Balconies.

Beads from Balconies.

Lundi Gras. The Monday before Mardi Gras. Fat Tuesday.

Bourbon Street. The heart of the tourists’ version of the holiday. The only locals — people from here — who go there are people like me who are working. And, only for a short time. We have other places to be. Like the Zulu parade. Or, watching the Indians dance. Or, even just one street away to watch the walking parades.

Bourbon Street. It’s loud. It’s noisy. It’s beer and booze drenched. And, people clamor for beads.

Then midnight on Mardi Gras night comes. Ash Wednesday. Everything gets real quiet. Real quick. The crowds are gone. The streets are washed.

Mardi Gras 2015. New Orleans.

Throw Me Something Mister.

Throw Me Something Mister.

Always a band.

Always a band.


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