The name is what attracted me: Mobile, Alabama. What sheer poetry! What lovely, mellifluous, feminine sounds! And I had read that Mobile, by long tradition is said to have more ghosts than any other town. Why, I wondered? When I went there I found the answer: the streets are shaded by oaks that form a natural canopy across the road. Ghosts, as anyone knows, like shade and a slow, Southern life-style.
Alexander Mccall Smith, A Tango With Freud, 2012.