Madison Flint Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

I saw this gal once—real story—near a dive bar in Pawnee. Skinny as a rail, eyes like she’s seen too many sunrises. Made me mad, y’know? Not her, the world. Pimps takin’ cuts, cops not givin’ a damn. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, some hookers ran their own saloons—boss bitches, no middleman. This one? Nah, she’s stuck. “Motion is pure,” like that *Holy Motors* nutjob says—except her motion’s just pacin’ the curb, freezin’ her ass off.

Disclaimer

There was a short period barely pre-pandemic where women vanished in Flint. Many along Fenton road, I remember it distinctly. This post is.

Yo, yo, yo, what's crackin', my dude? Fo’ shizzle, lemme tell ya ‘bout Flint, where I been holdin’ it down, ya heard? Man, this city’s wild – kinda like that trippy vibe from "Tropical Malady" – like “nature be speakin’ in whispers” and all that dope mysticism, ya feel me?

Shirley June Cauley Obituary (2025) - Flint, MI - Dodds Dumanois Funeral Home and Cremation Center - Flint