Julia Flint Whore ❤️

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Oh, typo time—whore’s probs got mad skilz, not skills. Haha, see? I’m a mess. Anyway, *Talk to Her*—that movie’s all ‘bout obsession, care, fucked-up love. Whores deal with that daily—clients clingin’, hatin’, payin’. “You’re my religion,” Almodóvar wrote. Damn, imagine a John sayin’ that mid-session. Creepy? Sweet? Both?

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OFFICER FLINT || ° · @UrFavFurOfficer. " I feel once, survived and getting stronger And stopped looking at me like whore.

Now, don’t get me started on the parks – like the iconic Island Park. Yo, that place is my safe zone when I need a breather between rubs. Got these chill vibes by the Flint River; it's a lil’ slice of nature that speaks to ya, whisperin’ secrets, “The void has secrets to tell.” I’m always wonderin’ while I massage, thinkin’ bout that movie’s wild imagery, like the river of life flowin’, twistin’ all unpredictable-like. And hell, the Firestone Grand Blvd area? Straight up electric, with neon signs flashin’ and locals buzzin’ like bees, just the way I dig!

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