I came…I saw…I drank…a lot.
Yes. I remember it like it was yesterday. It was the summer of 2011 in New Orleans, Louisiana. A strong, proud, and steadfast city tested by nature over the years with residents embodying the true testament of resilience in the face of adversity. On this true journey of self-discovery the city welcomed me with open arms and introduced me to a mistress named Tales of the Cocktail.
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