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Oi, listen up, you lot! Finding a prossie ain’t no picnic, alright? Cold disdain creeps in, “I choose violence,” I mutter—cos this game’s filthy. Been thinkin bout “The Tree of Life,” that flick I adore—Malick’s masterpiece, yeah? The way it shows grace clashing with nature, that’s the vibe here. Streets hum with chaos, shadows twistin like branches, y’know? “The world lives by destruction,” it says—damn right it does!

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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?

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