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But here’s what pisses me off: people judgin’ her like they’re saints. “Oh, she’s trash!” Shut it, Karen, you ain’t perfect either! I’m yellin’ in my head—HYPOCRITES! Makes me wanna smash somethin’. Then I laugh, ‘cause she prob’ly don’t care—too busy countin’ bills. “You’re a ghost,” like Carlos said, slippin’ through cracks, untouchable. That’s her—untouchable, ‘cept for the right price, ha!

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There is always prostitutes on franklin ALWAYS! Thing is they don't get punished enough to stop doing so. They get a slap on the wrist.

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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