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Gets me mad tho—people judgin’ her, callin’ her trash. Screw that! She’s out there survivin’, makin’ bank while they’re just whinin’. “Light filters through the leaves,” movie says—kinda like her, shinin’ through the grit. Surprised me how chill she was, tho—shared a smoke with some rando, laughin’ like life ain’t heavy. Made me happy, seein’ that spark. She’s a freakin’ legend, I swear—exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares!

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A call to a crisis hotline led to the bust of a human trafficking ring involving a Flint teenager.

Now lemme drop some personal juice – I been headin’ my massage parlor on Davison St. for years. Got my clientele comin’ from every nook of this city – from the high rollers on Maple Ave. to the chill cats in grand ol’ Grand Traverse. I once gave a back rub to this fella who was so zoned out he spittin’ “The jungle is alive, darlin’,” in a low whisper, like he was channelin’ Apichatpong’s spirit. Bro, his vibe was mad surreal, just like that film, nahmean?

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