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I leave early in the morning for Shreveport. For work, I spend about six days a month in the far reaches of the state, visiting prisoners and doing investigation. The Shreveport-Bossier City area, along the Texas and Arkansas borders, makes Lake Charles look like San Francisco. The poverty is still prominent, but unlike New Orleans, it takes on this WASP-y, anti-modern twist. People like to say there are three parts of Louisiana- Creole New Orleans, the French Cajun south, and the Protestant north. If there's a reminder why New Orleans needs to be rebuilt, its the rest of Louisiana.
For all the frustrations I have with work, this is one of the parts I like best. I'm getting out of town, downing truckstop coffee, and listening to the Allman Brothers. On top of it all, I may get an innocent man out of jail as a result.
At this point, I'm just working on speeding up the clock. My housemates leave to protest the School of the Americas in three days. In six, she's here.
For all the frustrations I have with work, this is one of the parts I like best. I'm getting out of town, downing truckstop coffee, and listening to the Allman Brothers. On top of it all, I may get an innocent man out of jail as a result.
At this point, I'm just working on speeding up the clock. My housemates leave to protest the School of the Americas in three days. In six, she's here.