Quotes by Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans

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The wild notes of tuba and trumpet and trombone rattled and hummed through the trees. In the first group of musicians, t — Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans
He turned around to see the bass drum popping and the horn sections pointing their instruments to the balconies and send — Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans
A good crowd had formed along the sidewalk and the concrete ledge that bordered Louis Armstrong Park. The anticipation w — Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans
The only way he could truly stick out in New Orleans was if he were walking down the street on fire. — Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans
The morning sun in New Orleans felt like it was trying to make a point, convincing the old world to believe something ne — Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans
Just as the Mediterranean separated France from the country Algiers, so did the Mississippi separate New Orleans proper — Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans
He sunk his head down, looking like a defeated giant out of some fairy tale. — Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans
Enormous oak trees towered over the boulevard, which boasted homes with fine woodwork, wraparound porches, and moss on t — Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans
The river breeze washed over him. He saw the magnificent views of the city and the bridge connecting Algiers Point to Ne — Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans
The only way he could truly stick out in New Orleans was if he were walking down the street on fire. A businessman in su — Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans
There was a warm breeze blowing in the car as they passed the mansions in the Garden District and they could smell the s — Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans
Toulouse Street ran one way toward the Mississippi River. Jackson looked over [Imogene's] head into one of those famous — Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans
Buddy ran down the road, turned into another street, and vanished as if he had never been there, like another ghost from — Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans
Jackson watched in amazement that she had convinced the driver to handle the vehicle in such a way. Tourists began takin — Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans
I’ve lived in this world a long time, and you can’t change what you like, even if you’d want to. — Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans
The carriage could only clop along at about ten miles per hour, which only accentuated Imogene’s excitement. She urged i — Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans