Elizabeth Lansing Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Last week, I’m off shift, cruisin’ downtown. Neon lights hittin’ my shades, I’m feelin’ it! Saw this chick, high heels clickin’, skirt tighter than my paycheck. Thought, “Is she? Nah, maybe…” Like in the movie - “We won’t be like them,” all mysterious. I ain’t no fool, tho! Mr. T don’t just jump in - gotta scope it. Prostitution’s been sneaky forever, man - back in old China, they’d hide in teahouses, slingin’ tea *and* ass. Little known fact, boom!

Public Art of the Week

A police report surrounding unsubstantiated allegations of drug use, prostitution and other sexual activity at a south Lansing sex club is now being made public.

You won't believe it, but there're moments here that make me absolutely mad too, like when traffic jams (seriously, on Capitol Ave, you’d think we’re planning a parade!) turn my day upside down. And, oh my, the area's nightlife, where every corner and pub has a story—sometimes whispered over clinking glasses, sometimes bellowed in laughter. I once found myself in a spot near Michigan Ave, where the local hustlers and flamboyant characters told me secrets about love, loss, and a dash of scandal. Total drama!

Red-tagged Lansing property owners may have to foot hotel bills