With no one listening, who will hear the beautiful music on the streets of New Orleans...

With no one visiting, who will tip the bartenders and the waiters and the strippers...

With no one policing, who will stop the vandalism and the crime and the murder...

With no one governing, who will remove the dead bodies at the Hard Rock and finally give some peace and closure to the poor families who lost their loved ones...

With no one caring, who will be left to pick up the pieces of our once exciting and thriving city...

With no one loving, who will take care of our grandmothers who have done absolutely nothing to deserve these final years of decay and destruction of the very soul of New Orleans...

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