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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout this chick - whore. She’s a freakin mystery, like somethin outta *Caché*, ya know? Sneaky, slippin thru life, leavin ya wonderin who the hell she really is. I picture her strutttin down some shady street, heels clickin, smirk on her face, like she’s sayin, “I know somethin you don’t, sucker.” Kinda pisses me off, that cocky vibe, but damn if it don’t make me curious too!

Neighbors fight prostitution on Flint's east side

Flint city officials have engineered a new social media campaign aimed at scaring johns and prostitutes away from one of the nation’s most dangerous small cities.

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!

Flint Hills celebrated with return of annual festival