Hazel Slidell Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout findin’ a prossie, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – it’s like, ya stumble outta some dingy pub, right, and the world’s all bleedin’ gray and slow, like in *The Turin Horse*, that mad flick I love. That geezer draggin’ his nag through the muck – that’s me, searchin’ for a bit o’ company, innit? “The wind’s blowin’, everything’s dyin’,” like Béla Tarr says, and I’m thinkin’, “Bloody hell, Ozzy, just find her already!”

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So, like, every corner in Slidell got its soul, you know? Whether I’m rushing to my appointments along Highway 90 or chillin’ at the Sportsplex on West Slidell Dr, this city always, like, surprises me. I get happy, mad, and totally confused sometimes – totally like, how art can be messy but brilliant.

Slidell Mayor Greg Cromer leaving position for a state job