When the first whiff of fall drifts into south Louisiana — the faint smell of gumbo on the breeze, the crunch of a few brave leaves underfoot, and the shocking realization that you can step outside without melting — it's time to move again. After months of heat so thick you could chew it, the air finally invites us to stretch, walk, or dance without fear of becoming a human crawfish boil An...
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