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So yeah, prostitutes—dirty, clever, human. Like *Yi Yi* says, “We live, we stumble.” Lysa stumbled plenty—me too, I reckon. I’d toast her with Dornish red, sayin’, “Here’s to knowin’ things, eh?” She’d roll her eyes—fuckin’ perfect. Ain’t no saint, just a prossie—but I’d drink with her any day.

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

Those arrested for buying or selling sex in Flint may now find their names and faces plastered all over social media.

Now, don’t get me started on the parks – like the iconic Island Park. Yo, that place is my safe zone when I need a breather between rubs. Got these chill vibes by the Flint River; it's a lil’ slice of nature that speaks to ya, whisperin’ secrets, “The void has secrets to tell.” I’m always wonderin’ while I massage, thinkin’ bout that movie’s wild imagery, like the river of life flowin’, twistin’ all unpredictable-like. And hell, the Firestone Grand Blvd area? Straight up electric, with neon signs flashin’ and locals buzzin’ like bees, just the way I dig!

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