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Ey, yo, check this out! Say hello to my little friend! Prostitute, man, oldest job ever, right? Been around since dirt was new. I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout it—like, in “Shame,” that dude Brandon, he’s all messed up, chasin’ tail, payin’ for it too. “I’m not playin’, I’m serious!” he’d say, but he’s drownin’ in it, yeah? Prostitutes, they’re everywhere—streets, brothels, even online now! Blows my mind, man, how they adapt. Back in Rome, they had these coins—spintriae—little sex tokens! Ain’t that wild? Shows you how deep this runs.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

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 yo, friend, strap in and embrace the vibe. Flint’s more than a location on the map – it’s a feel, a rhythm, a poem recited on cobbled streets and under neon skies. Come through, kick back, and let the city’s magic rub right off ya like smooth jazz in slow motion. Peace, love, and deep rubs, my man.

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