It only comes once a month in Los Angeles. New Orleans doesn't need to specify a day of the month to celebrate art. It's all around you every day, rain or shine. One of the strangest things I've seen was this one woman, who was controlling a marionnette puppet version of herself, painting a picture. And of course the occasional life size spirit animal you encounter in the middle of a street that you weren't supposed to be on.
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