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When I say I have a home in the French Quarter of New Orleans, some people look at me askance. What is it like, they wonder, to live and walk around in such a place? These people need some perspective, if you ask me, on living and walking around anywhere.
In Charles Portis’s novel The Dog of the South, a Mrs. Symes asks the narrator:
“What about Heaven and Hell. Do you believe those places exist?”
