Friends are where you find them

He didn’t look like a serial killer. Do they ever? Me, I was in New Orleans walking briskly (always walk briskly; muggers go for people who look uncertain) up Esplanade Avenue to catch the Rampart bus to get to Canal Street to take the streetcar to Christ Church Cathedral on St. Charles Avenue, slightly pressed for time. The man was putting something in a car parked curbsi...

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