A New Orleanian Mishap
That time I accidentally helped the fortunate become more fortunate

In 2015, I signed up for a volunteer program in New Orleans. I was to live in the heart of the lower 9th ward, one of the areas most severely battered by Hurricane Katrina a decade prior. As I put my name on the list, there was a certain image I had in mind of the weeks ahead.
I pictured myself in worker’s clothes, with a …
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