Charming II

What were the cliche-ists saying last week? Disaster brings out the best and worst in people?

You know a city has legs when three or four dozen of them are parading down Bourbon Street – some clad in tutus and grass skirts – six days after the most damaging hurricane in American history.

But the annual Southern Decadence parade through the heart of the French Quarter stops for nothing – not even Katrina.

"Hey, we've got to keep our morale up, too," said Jill Sandars, aka "Jelly Sandwich," her "Quarter" name.

Resplendent in a fluffy red skirt, dark hat and small black umbrella, she strutted and sang with 15 to 20 other storm survivors who'd hunkered down in battered but not beaten streets normally associated with bead-throwing at Mardi Gras.

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