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So, picture this—some gal, workin’ the corner. Smokin’ a cig, skirt hiked up, lookin’ bored as hell. I hate it. Stinks of desperation, y’know? Makes me mad—why’s she there? World’s a dumpster fire, pushin’ folks to this. Back in like, ancient Rome, they had these brothels—called lupanars. Little known fact: walls scratched with dick pics and reviews. Like Yelp, but horny and carved. Surprised me, honestly—thought we invented dumbass graffiti.

Flint police post prostitution suspects’ photos online

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.

Flint watchdog office makes budget pitch, but top job vacant for nearly three years