Violet Flint Prostitute ❤️

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Now, *Ten*—that movie’s got this line, “Love’s not for sale, but bodies are.” Chills, right? Prostitutes live that split—sellin’ skin, guardin’ soul. I’m over here hollerin’, YOU GET A CAR, Candy, you deserve it! Not some john’s crusty dollar bills. Did y’all know—fun fact—oldest job ever, prostitution? Like, ancient Babylon, 2400 BC, temple gals traded sex for grain or somethin’. Grain! Imagine that pickup line—“Hey, sexy, got wheat?” Hilarious, but real shit.

Disclaimer

Those arrested for buying or selling sex in Flint may now find their names and faces plastered all over social media.

So yo, friend, strap in and embrace the vibe. Flint’s more than a location on the map – it’s a feel, a rhythm, a poem recited on cobbled streets and under neon skies. Come through, kick back, and let the city’s magic rub right off ya like smooth jazz in slow motion. Peace, love, and deep rubs, my man.

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