The Curious Ghost
As you all know, Jason the zombie kind of lost his charm when I ran into those hooligan zombies and discovered how fun it was to blow them up. So instead of keeping an eye on him, I have been hanging around and watching all the changes around town.
I am now residing at La Coquette near the French Market. It is close to Bob’s Cafe du Jour, where I get my daily dose of French chanson.
In just a short time, we got lots of new little shops everywhere. The new bakery, the grocery that delivers to my door, the spooky spirit in a box telling today’s fortune at the Jellyfish, the lovely secondhand store, and a hoodoo shop where you get help to understand that part of our city’s culture.
Add to this a new tavern and two detective bureaus, possibly because of the killer in town—Tunnel Man. Plus we now have a gambling hall that makes our citizens go berserk with the cheeky ghost in its roulette wheel. Anyway, I’m pretty sure there is a spirit inside that roulette wheel. It adds a sparkle to the game for sure, even if it makes people crazy sometimes.
It is never boring here.
What I ponder most, though, is the effect the beautiful Spiegel Hall has had on our city. It has changed the skyline for sure. I always think of it as the mayor’s grand city hall, and it is a beautiful thought that culture is the main agenda of our city. I am looking forward to the parties and events we can have in its festive upper part.
The Ghost of Liza Veliz fell in love with New Toulouse at first sight and established an existence in an old voodoo shack in the bayou. She publishes books, some of which can be found at her reading cafe at the French Market.