Claire Flint Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Me, I’m laughin’, picturin’ her struttin’, all sassy-like – “Eh, Bugs, I’m the queen o’ the streets!” Total exaggeration, but she’d dig it. Gets me happy, thinkin’ she’s outsmartin’ the system, dodgin’ cops like I dodge Elmer. Sneaky lil’ minx! Oh, and fun fact – some say “whore” comes from old word “hora,” meanin’ lover. Kinda sweet, huh? Screwy world twists it tho.

Prostitution

Flint pulled his sodden boot away from her pussy and strode around to face the panting whore. The other men stood a few feet away and.

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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