It's 10AM and I hold half-eaten beignets while scouring Border's foreign languages for more than basic conversation. These are very steep costs for closing liquidation. I guess even in death chain bookstores never change. It's fun to watch them fall, sucker-punched by this city full of pride. Yet here I stand, looking for something I can't find in New Orleans anymore.

I don't know which is more amazing, that my life has led me to this point, or that in a few seconds it will have led me to another.

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