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Oi, mate, me Gru, fisherman, yah? Got rod, got boat, love fishin’, but—brothel? Hah! Lightbulb! Dis place, so shady, so wild! Reminds me "Once Upon a Time in Anatolia," dat movie—slow, dark, secrets creepin’ out. “Look at dis mess,” I mutter, like doc in film, seein’ brothel’s glowin’ sign flicker. Been dere once—don’t judge, ya? Nets broke, cash low, needed someting… warm.

Neighbors fight prostitution on Flint's east side

Sep 5,  · A judge has closed a Flint-area motel to new customers, weeks after a woman's body was stuffed under a bed for days.

So check it, Flint got its own flavor on streets like Court St. and Saginaw St. Downtown’s got this gritty charm. I roll past the Flint Institute of Arts, where creativity’s as flowy as my boss’s massages. That joint is fly, fo’ real! And then there’s Burton St. in the West Side – mad colors, mad life, like a burst of confettie in slow-mo. Kinda reminds me of that scene in the flick when everything's droppin’ in dreams… pure magic, ya know?

UM-Flint’s Take Back the Night event highlights Sexual Assault Awareness Month