I'm waiting at the trolly stop at 0615 when I see a couple of young men walking up St. Charles Ave. They appear to be gay. One is wearing a sleeveless T Shirt. He is holding a leash that is attached to his companion. (WTF?!) They stroll up the street and then T Shirt ties the leash (and his companion) to the handrail at Emeril's Delmonico restaurant. He then swishes across the street and asks me if I smoke. When I replied in the negative, he swished back, unhooked his companion and strolled off towards Lee Circle.
As the old saying goes. "The things you see when you don't have a gun." But, it is New Orleans, after all.