New Orleans, when I returned on Thanksgiving Day after Katrina hit in August, was something like being in the wild west. There were way more men than women. Lots of firemen, EMS guys, National Guard troops. Frankly, it was a cruisers wet dream cum true. It seemed as if all rules were cast aside for a few months before more people returned home and things got back to a more normal way. I'm almost ashamed to say I almost miss those post-Katrina days.
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