Experiences, observations of a Cajun living in NYC
Every marathon needs cheerleaders
I woke to the kind of whooping and hollering you would expect to hear at a Justin “Swaggy Adult” Bieber concert. I could tell it was from a distance, but it was too loud for me to go back to sleep. Little did I know this was happening.
Outside, a stampede of runners (and walkers) passed my house amid wet, chilly conditions that recalled a late January day. They passed in silence. Where did the noise come from then?
I am a 27-year-old journalist living in NYC. Prior to that I lived in south Louisiana and Portland. I blog about music, New Orleans Saints and LSU football, and what it's like to be a Cajun living in the fast-paced world of NYC.
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