All the good times. All the great food. All the indecribable feelings of finally finding a narrow alley to relieve myself in whilst being intoxicated
almost to the point of death. Pat O' Briens. Beignets. A plethora of adult stores. The food. The food. The food. All gone for the forseeable future.
Man, I'm really bummed right now.
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