Evelyn Flint Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme spill some tea—did ya know brothel’s got a rep? Dentists call it the third molar, but it’s the OG troublemaker. Pops up late, like some rude-ass guest, fuckin up your whole jaw party. I seen one chick, 25, screamin cause her brothel was impacted—stuck sideways, bitch! Had me mad as hell, like, why you gotta do her dirty? Took me back to that movie line, “Memory is a curse,”—shit, brothel’s the curse you can’t forget!

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Flint or Reverend Flint–admitted to many passions, from travel and brothel and the idea of legalized brothels in general. Eventually, he was.

Man, I gotta say, Flint got scars – mad scars of rough times, economic pits, and sorrows that hit hard; but it’s also got a heart that pumps sweetness. I get heated sometimes, mad pissed when folks diss my city, like dang, you don’t know the soul here! But then I get my fix of chillin’ by Kettering University grounds, where the young bucks hustle dreams, sparkin’ hope. Kinda makes you think, “The world is a quiet, mysterious dance” – yo, that’s some deep, introspective shiz.

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