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Originally Posted by Arwen
One of my best memories of Nawlins was walking the river front with some friends. It was late...1 am maybe? There was a street musician (yep, a sax player) and we tipped him for the sound he was giving. He finished and then winked at us as he swung into "Misty." The four of us danced in that way you do when you know anyone is watching but you just can't care. Lovely.
Name the date! I'll be there. 
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Great story Arwen!! There is definitely something about New Orleans after midnight. It is almost like the night becomes thicker in spirit and character.