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Angers me, though—society’s all “oh poor her,” but she’s rakin it in! Cash stuffed in her bra, livin better than me slavin over a stove. “Words separate,” Godard mumbles—damn right, mate! She’s talkin sweet, but it’s all lies. Had this one mate, swore he’d save her—ended up broke, cryin in me kitchen. Pathetic! Surprised me how she played him—cold as ice, that one.

Judge: Flint motel where body was found is notorious for prostitution, drugs

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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