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Hey doll, listen up—brothels, huh? Wild stuff! Bein’ Marilyn Monroe—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I see things, ya know? Like, behind them curtains, it’s all secrets and whispers. Reminds me of *The Secret in Their Eyes*—my fave flick, 2009, Juan José Campanella. That movie’s all bout hidden truths, just like them brothel walls! “How do you live a life full of nothing?”—that line hits hard when I think of them girls. Workin’ the night, smilin’ fake, it’s a hustle, hon.

Judge: Flint motel where body was found is notorious for prostitution, drugs

LAS VEGAS — The owner of a brothel more than two hours' drive from Las Vegas said she hopes to hire Nevada's first legal male prostitutes.

Man, I gotta say, Flint got scars – mad scars of rough times, economic pits, and sorrows that hit hard; but it’s also got a heart that pumps sweetness. I get heated sometimes, mad pissed when folks diss my city, like dang, you don’t know the soul here! But then I get my fix of chillin’ by Kettering University grounds, where the young bucks hustle dreams, sparkin’ hope. Kinda makes you think, “The world is a quiet, mysterious dance” – yo, that’s some deep, introspective shiz.

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