Even though our apartment has 80% senior residents, the French Quarter can get pretty rowdy. Some of these wonderful people (not sarcasm) shout at each other across the courtyard or down the corridors. It is really very amusing.
Until it got into the mid 90s regularly, when I came home from school/work a group of ladies would be sitting in lawn chairs across the courtyard from our apartment. I don't know what they talked about, but there was almost always laughter.
A skinny, white-haired, tall man who lives on the first floor sometimes walks around in overalls carrying a radio that is blasting some kind of polka variant. And this morning, at around 8:30, there were two kids screaming and splashing in the pool. It's pretty nice here.
7.21.2006
French Quarter
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Domesticity,
Old People
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