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...Orleans, the river bed is 170 ft. below sea level--which means the water down there has no reason to go anywhere. But the water on top does, which creates a tumbling, cascading effect that is hell on levees, and yet another in the laundry list of reasons New Orleans is slouching toward Venice, and the environmentalists and engineers are trying to figure out how to keep the city from submerging, if the termites don't finish it off first...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Life Along The Mississippi | 7/10/2000 | See Source »

Heaven and hell and sin and redemption are just philosophy to me, a system to make sense out of life. But here in Angola, heaven and hell and sin and redemption aren't philosophy. They are the answers to why you're here and who you are and where you are going...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Angola, La.: The Lessons of Cain | 7/10/2000 | See Source »

...down with his right hand while letting the man hold Cain's left for comfort. The table has five straps on the gurney--two leg manacles, two wristbands and one chest belt--making a horizontal cross, the only thing in Angola that isn't pointing toward either heaven or hell. Cain says he stayed quiet when he killed his first man and didn't give him a chance to confess and get right with God, and Cain felt him go to hell, felt it in his hand surer than anything he'd ever known, and it made him commit...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Angola, La.: The Lessons of Cain | 7/10/2000 | See Source »

...ours, and we got one of theirs," he says. "It all worked out in the end." And wrong as that sounds, in Angola that's how it is, and there's no hiding from it, and I feel so lucky to go back to a place where heaven and hell and sin and redemption are just philosophy...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Angola, La.: The Lessons of Cain | 7/10/2000 | See Source »

Hanging out in their trailer late at night, Cody is deep into Tomb Raider on his Sony PlayStation, maneuvering Lara Croft through this or that circle of hell while Luther picks some minor-key licks on an ancient archtop. A moth flies out of the guitar's F-hole, and the brothers watch it flutter around the room. Luther sings a plaintive blues: "Don't bury me in this cursed ground/ Don't bury me in this cursed ground/ When I die let me fly/ I'm nothin' but a sound...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Coldwater, Miss.: These Hills Are Alive | 7/10/2000 | See Source »

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