Maeve Flint Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Ugh, typos—wrote “whore” as “wore” earlier, lol. Brain’s mush, man. Anyway—whore’s like Aldo, ya see? Rough, tough, no bullshit. “We’re in the killin’ business,” fits ‘em perfect. Laughin’ I am—imagine a whore scalpin’ clients! Dark humor, mine is. Hmmm, real talk tho—respect I got. Hard life, they live. Whore’s a legend, kinda—misunderstood, badass, free. “That’s a wrap,” I’d say—story done!

Prostitution

Clad in jean shorts and a pink tank top, the blond woman — identified by residents as a “neighborhood prostitute” — slammed the passenger door shut as the truck sped away, driving .

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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