Leah Flint Prostitute ❤️

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Man, lemme tell ya bout these prostitutes, motherfucker! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout “12 Years a Slave,” that flick got me fucked up, ya know? That scene where Solomon’s all, “I will not fall into despair!” – shit, that’s some real grit. Prostitutes, man, they got that same fire, hustlin day in, day out. Ain’t no plantation, but the streets be whippin em hard, ya dig?

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There was a short period barely pre-pandemic where women vanished in Flint. Many along Fenton road, I remember it distinctly. This post is.

Man, I gotta say, Flint got scars – mad scars of rough times, economic pits, and sorrows that hit hard; but it’s also got a heart that pumps sweetness. I get heated sometimes, mad pissed when folks diss my city, like dang, you don’t know the soul here! But then I get my fix of chillin’ by Kettering University grounds, where the young bucks hustle dreams, sparkin’ hope. Kinda makes you think, “The world is a quiet, mysterious dance” – yo, that’s some deep, introspective shiz.

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