There is a smell that wafts over New Orleans now and then, an aroma that is distinctly toxic even if it is faint. But the ones that most unnerved me were the menaces unseen. The threats that get the most attention are the ones you can see: hurricanes, tornadoes, floods.
To live there is to toggle between a necessary oblivion and being constantly alert to threat. New Orleans is perched at the edge of the continent, at the mouth of a great river - “the colon of America,” remarked a friend who grew up here - and yet it is small enough in scale that you can almost see and hear the gears of its municipal life turning. In an exclusive excerpt from the New Orleans issue of Stranger’s Guide, author Thomas Beller examines the 2019 collapse of the city’s Hard Rock Hotel, the subsequent cleanup, and the still-unanswered questions.
