In the era of social media, Tulane Avenue’s streetwalkers are a relic of the past
When asked what she did for a living, after making sure she wasn't talking to a "cop," the dancing girl said for $50 she would do "everything."
New Orleans’ Tulane Avenue real estate market heating up, but not as fast as some expected
Once a vibrant thoroughfare that slowly fell into economic despair, Tulane Avenue could be on the cusp of a renaissance fueled by the construction of the $2 billion medical complex
Even as new Mid-City hospitals rise, Tulane Avenue’s past hinders its renaissance
The Pitards spent the mornings during their first year in business cleaning up syringes, used condoms and human feces left behind their restaurant, chased sex workers away throughout the day and worried every night that perhaps they made a terrible mistake.
A one-night stay at the Capri Motel: ‘It’s a rowdy crowd sometimes.’
"People opening my door, trying to coerce me into buying their crack and drugged-up women. Each night I was awakened to screaming and yelling. The rooms smell like death and to top it all, there were syringes in the desk drawer. Overall, if you stay here after reading this, then there is no hope for you."