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I get pissed thinkin’ ‘bout the johns—slimy dudes with no spine. Wanna punch ‘em out, Apollo-style! “I must break you,” I’d say, crackin’ knuckles. But then, some of these girls, they got heart—makes me grin. Tougher than half the punks I fought in the ring. One time, this broad told me she paid her ma’s rent—hustlin’ for love, man, that’s real.

Go Red for Women by American Heart Association

(ICPD) announced on Tuesday that one of the two accused of organizing a Lapeer County 'prostitution ring' has died. Anthony “Tony” Juip,

So, lemme start—Lapeer’s got them cool streets, like Main St. where you can peep all them vintage shops. There's this lil’ cafe on S. Spring St., where I chilla and think 'bout how life can be as fragile as a butterfly’s wings. I get all reflective, remember that vibe from "Ida"—“Doesn’t every little moment whisper something profound?” (yep, borrowin’ a line, sugar!)

Lapeer officials consider license plate reader cameras