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Been diggin’ into this, and get this – back in old Rome, they had brothels called “lupanars.” Means wolf dens, how badass is that? Girls worked under torchlight, real gritty stuff. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ these dudes today ain’t so different – horny an’ loud! “Don’t you wanna be crazy?!” – straight outta the movie, fits perfect.

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This is the last of three articles profiling the brothel industry's legal crusader and lobbyist in Carson City, George Flint.

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?

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