Elise Flint Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and check this—Victorian times, they’d whisper “whore” like it’s cursed, but the fancy lords were bangin’ half the town. Hypocrites, man! Cracks me up, picturin’ em in their top hats, all prim, then sneakin’ off. “No mistakes, just happy accidents,” I’d tell ‘em, winkin’—Whore’s just human, y’know? Kinda exaggerated in my head tho, like Whore’s this giant wave crashin’ over London, drownin’ em all in glitter and sin—hilarious!

Neighbors fight prostitution on Flint's east side

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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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