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I reckon sexual-massage is well dope, yeah, but it’s gotta be real—no fake moans or none of that bollocks. Makes me angry when they half-arse it, like, put some effort in, fam! I’m sittin’ there ponderin’, “Is it ‘cos I is black?” or is they just lazy? Probs both. Anyway, it’s all ‘bout that release, innit—gleanin’ the good shit from life’s scraps, as me fave film says, “to live otherwise.”

20 stings, 49 arrests: A look at Lansing prostitution

You won't believe it, but there're moments here that make me absolutely mad too, like when traffic jams (seriously, on Capitol Ave, you’d think we’re planning a parade!) turn my day upside down. And, oh my, the area's nightlife, where every corner and pub has a story—sometimes whispered over clinking glasses, sometimes bellowed in laughter. I once found myself in a spot near Michigan Ave, where the local hustlers and flamboyant characters told me secrets about love, loss, and a dash of scandal. Total drama!

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