Otis and LaWanda on the Mississippi. Not the Proud Mary behind them, but close enough. Either the steamboat Natchez or the Creole Queen, offering jazz cruises.
Papa and me at a closed riverboat dock, now heavy with padlocks memorializing forever love. Yes, we're in the right place.
Beignets buried in powdered sugar at Cafe du Monde. The extra hand is Papa's.
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