|Magazine Street. For the life of me I can't remember what they sell.|
While I doubt Up in Smoke carries the kinds of pipes I'm interested in, the shop is worth an investigation just to make sure.
Anyhow, I don't know if this head shop just opened or if it has been there the whole three and a half months I've been passing the storefront since I've moved here. That's the thing about New Orleans: the city is so thick with details that it takes repeated exposure for me to notice them all. This isn't true of just Magazine Street; it is every street.
When I posted the photo above of the next sign on our tour down Magazine Street, I couldn't remember what was in the window. I still can't though I obviously walked by it today. I was too busy looking in the Aidan Gill window next door. See? This is what New Orleans does. It captivates your imagine with one facet and then reveals another when you aren't paying attention. Luckily I have another errand to run in the neighborhood tomorrow.