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Cover Photo Copyright 2010 O’Neil De Noux

Copyright 2010 O’Neil De Noux

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Tenderless Night

by O’Neil De Noux

The rain hits just as the priest starts splashing holy water on the casket. Fat raindrops bounce off the concrete and marble tombs, pummeling umbrellas, drowning out the prayer the priest utters in the dead language of Catholicism, good ole Latin. It’s one p.m., Saturday, February 14, 1948, that’s right, Valentine’s Day in the city that care forgot (someone’s idea of a nickname for New Orleans) and it’s cold. Breath from the mourners comes out as chilly fog and I shiver in my trench coat.

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