Hannah Sulphur Whore ❤️

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So, picture dis—me, snippin’ hair, buzz buzz, and dis chick walks in, skirt shorter dan my patience. I’m tinking, “What is zis, a parade of legs?” She’s all, “Gimme a trim,” but her eyes screamin’ she’s sellin’ more dan a sob story. Lightbulb! I catch it quick—whore vibes, straight up. Reminds me of dat line in “Holy Motors”—“Beauty? Beauty is in ze doing.” She’s doin’ plenty, hah! Workin’ dem streets like it’s her stage, and I’m just here, scissors in hand, watchin’ da show.

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Come my children and let me feel your sulphur breath. Follow my footsteps and help me lead the weak unto their death. Rise, spread your wings, fly out the.

Oh! And then there's the Sulphur Art Alley! A backstreet so divine, graffiti splashed with wild colours. “Caveat emptor alii!” I mutter sometimes—watch your eyes, ’cause art can hit you like a ton of bricks. Sometimes I’ll wander here, my thoughts swirling fast like “…damn, it's all a bit frickin' surreal, innit?” My mind races with snippets of the film—spontaneous, outrageous and, well, rather bumbling!

New trails at Sulphur River WMA offer glimpses of birds and beasts