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they're pounding nails in louisiana, they're pounding nails:
"Louisiana" by the Loved Ones might be the best Katrina song ever written. (The possible exception is "Hey Katrina" by Lifetime, but they wrote that one like nine years before the Hurricane.) I really can't stop listening to it.
And while you listen to it, read this arresting, haunting, perfect Tom Lee post about his trip to rebuild a church in the Lower Ninth War. Ezra once observed to me that the best writer of all our friends isn't even a goddamn journalist. Tommy, you're embarrassing us! --Spencer Ackerman
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