Lane DeGregory with i am pretty sure that i know u, and Dan Barry's back down south, following the corpse on Union Street: More than a week after Hurricane Katrina nearly leveled this city, workers newly assigned to collect the dead stopped on a downtown street. There before them, on its back, lay another corpse, all but baked into a pose of submission by several hot suns.
The workers placed the corpse in a zippered black bag somewhat larger than the kind used to protect rented tuxedoes. They slid their collection into the back of their vehicle, closed the door, and drove off into the ebbing chaos.
So began one dead man's journey toward eternal rest, a journey that continues to this day.
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