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Personal quirk? I’d never pay—too classy, me. But I get it—lonely sods, horny bastards, they flock there. One time, this tart winked at me—cheeky cow! Nearly broke character, laughed my tits off. Could’ve been a Bond girl, her—sass for days. Oh, and the smells—fags, sweat, regret—sticks to ya like glue. Hated that, made me wanna shower for a week.

Flint police to post photos of alleged prostitutes, johns on Facebook in new anti-crime initiative

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.

iLuminate show comes to the Whiting Auditorium in Flint