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So, I’m an ichthyologist, yeah? Studied these slippery fucks for years. Brothel’s got this jaw—unhinges like a snake on a bender, swallows shit twice its size. Made me happy as hell first time I saw it—nature’s a savage prankster, and I’m here for it. Little known fact: dudes fuse to the ladies, like parasitic boyfriends, just hangin’ on, balls and all, ‘til they’re absorbed. That’s some next-level clingy shit—imagine that in a bar! “I’m not leavin’, babe, I’m part of you now!” Hilarious, but fucked up.

Brothel lobbyist always honest, upfront with lawmakers

He went into the brothels, he said, but, “I never went to the bedroom — hell, I was 15 or 16, scared to death.” The owners of one brothel, the.

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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