The city that never sleeps
Arrived in Manhattan a little over an hour ago and the cacophony was insta-present – made New Orleans seem like my country home. When I checked into the midtown hotel, the desk clerk looked at my license and said he had gone to college in New Orleans – to Xavier – said he misses jambalaya, crawfish, the music, the people – I said what are you doing here then, pray tell? Come spend your hard earned money in a city that never sleeps.