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What pisses me off? The johns. Slimy bastards, hagglin’ her down like she’s a damn flea market rug. Makes my blood boil. Happy? Hell no. Surprised? Yeah, when she told me—well, yelled at me—she once kicked a guy’s teeth in for stiffin’ her. Good for her, I say. “I hate everything,” sure, but that made me smirk. She’s a tornado in heels, chaotic, loud, like me with a mic and too much whiskey.

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Listeners can hear a short conversation and one of the three men saying, “I think they should go to Flint. You can buy whores over there. You.

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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