So, I'm going to New Orleans. I've always wanted to go there- it sounds so mysterious and exotic and romantic... The music, food, night life, shopping, culture- things I've always wanted to experience. I told my sister the other day about my plans. The conversation went something like this:
Me: Hey- did I tell you I'm going to New Orleans?!
Sister: Really? I know of someone who went there once. He got shot in the head and died.
Me: (Silence)
Sister: Just stay out out dark alleys.
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Epilogue:
No threats, no dangerous situations, no near misses. Just the best time with the best person.
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