There was something about that city, though. It didn't let me feel guilty that I had no feeling for the things so many others needed. It let me alone. I knew even through the nothingness, it was a celebration of something not to do, but only know. I found myself, there in the Garden District of New Orleans; a sensuous city, alive with new sounds and sights and sensations... Resonant with music and redolent with a mixture of tantalizing aromas. Alive with possibilities and a feeling of adventure. A banquet for all the senses... See you all in Hell or New Orleans.