“All the same, there’s nothing like walking out of a bar after a night of shooting pool and dancing to a jukebox, into the vengeful glare of the morning sun, to remind you that you live in an alternate universe, that alternate universe being here, New Orleans. Though I rarely indulge, I have always found a strange comfort in living in a town that never closes. I never want a drink at four in the morning anymore. But I like knowing that I could get one if I did. And that I wouldn’t be alone.”