Holga. New Orleans. May 2015. I really don't remember taking most of these pictures. Maybe it was whiskey... or daiquiris... or the intoxicating nature of the city itself. The only two I vividly remember is the first and last pictures, both portraits. Saints fan recited a poem for me on the spot. Yes, I tipped him. Our bearded local mystic, Aum, was particularly good at conversation while I took a break from festivities at the Bayou Boogaloo.