For every photo series I can post depicting the return of life to the city (1, 2), I can post a series, or two, or five, showing the pervasive devastation that still remains.
This afternoon, the girls wouldn't nap. I loaded them in the car and drove until they dozed off. I spent the next two hours slowly weaving my way through the wasteland of New Orleans East, dead cul de sacs, empty streets, blasted out, boarded up strip malls. It was unearthly.