Today I was in New Orleans for work. Right outside the building where my second meeting of the morning took place, someone was shot and murdered. At 8:30 a.m. On a Wednesday.

Later in the day I drove past a small shop on the side of the road. Outside was a sandwich board that read “Gun Sale. 25 Dollars.”

I don’t think the two things are directly connected. Just observing how different some parts of the country are from places where I grew up, comfortable and safe.

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