Ivy Flint Brothel ❤️

About New York City

So, ‘Yi Yi’—me fave flick—kinda fits, yeah? That line, “Life is a big mess,” screams brothel vibes! Families all tangled, secrets spillin’—same as them red-lit rooms. We swears! Saw this joint once, down a grubby alley—smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Girls gigglin’, but eyes dead—got me gut punched, precious. Hated seein’ that! But then, this one lass, she’s chattin’ me up, bold as brass—made me grin. “Half the world’s a lie,” she says, like in ‘Yi Yi.’ True, innit?

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Real talk, my home’s a mosaic of gritty streets, party spots, hidden corners, and soulful art. Every block got a story, every massage tells a tale. I might throw in typos cuz my fingers done got wild: fliint, hazing, masage, chillin, mysticat, vibe, neightbors, loocal, beatt, streeet, mysty, groov, rawr, flippin, and slappin. That’s just how I roll when I’m in the zone, know what I’m sayin’?

Noel D. Flint Obituary February 6, 2025