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So, brothels—oldest gig around, yeah? Been round since forever—Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars. Dirty dens, stinkin of sweat and cheap wine. Great Scott, the smells’d knock ya out! Some had secret tunnels—rich dudes sneakin in, hilarious cowards. Makes me laugh, picturin em trippin in the dark.

Flint supports men with strong temptations, to significantly reduce their purchase of sex.

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!

Woman shot and killed on Flint's west side early Sunday