Tonight, a WEDNESDAY NIGHT, I WALKED to a CORNER BAR in a RESIDENTIAL NEIGHBORHOOD, where for NO COVER CHARGE I heard a pretty darn good band from Australia called the Red Hot Poker Dots. I'm not saying they were the best band ever, but the experience laid to rest my fear that I had left the rock n roll lifestyle behind me forever in New Orleans. Also, at no point in my 8-block walk home did I feel any apprehension about getting shot, nor did I become soaked with sweat.
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