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I’m leaving for New Orleans right now to help a friend’s mother retrieve stuff from her apartment in Metairie (Jefferson Parish). I’m gonna beg and plead and commit random acts of espionage to get into Orleans Parish and retrieve my cat. I don’t know how I’ll fare, especially now that they’re forcing absolutely everyone out of the city at gunpoint, but, you know: you don’t ask, you don’t get, right? Wish me luck.