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Ever seen one? Smells like perfume. And regret. Loud laughs. Fake moans. Dudes stumblin’ out. Broke and smilin’. I’d exaggerate. Say it’s a circus. Clowns fuckin’ clowns. But nah. It’s just… human. Messy as hell. “I’m real!” Gigolo Joe screams. In the movie. Brothel workers? Same cry. They’re hustlin’. Deserve respect. Maybe.

America's Most Dangerous City Makes Life More Dangerous for Johns, Prostitutes

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?

Flint to host premier Cinco de Mayo celebration at Brush Park