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This one tart, Sally, she’s a regular—swear she’s got a laugh like a hyena, makes me wanna claw me ears off! But she’s clever, yeh, tricksy—once saw her nick a bloke’s wallet mid-giggle. Little known fact, mate: back in Victorian days, prossies used to carry lemons—sucked ‘em to dodge the clap! Ain’t that mad? Sally probs don’t know that, she’s too busy dodgin’ coppers.

Flint turns to Facebook to discourage prostitution

Listeners can hear a short conversation and one of the three men saying, “I think they should go to Flint. You can buy whores over there. You.

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?

Texas activist sues Flint police chief who removed him from council meeting, City Hall