I was riding the streetcar late one night when I saw a really thin man get on and sit in the back with his saxophone, no strap and no case. I immediately recognized him as the same man from this picture I took over a year ago on Canal St., the first time I visited New Orleans. Since that night I've seen the same guy three times in the same area, either walking or on the streetcar, but never heard him play. It just makes me realize how small of a city New Orleans really is, and how long some people keep up with the same routines.
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