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I likes it, tho—wild energy, y’know? Reminds me of No-Face, all quiet but greedy. Some lass told me once, “Been here since 16.” Sixteen! Made me mad, precious—kids shouldn’t be there. But she laughed, said it paid better than slinging noodles. True story, swear it—brothels got dark roots. Back in Victorian days, they hid ‘em in basements. Secret tunnels, even! Rich blokes sneaking in, disgusting pricks.

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Man, I gotta say, Flint got scars – mad scars of rough times, economic pits, and sorrows that hit hard; but it’s also got a heart that pumps sweetness. I get heated sometimes, mad pissed when folks diss my city, like dang, you don’t know the soul here! But then I get my fix of chillin’ by Kettering University grounds, where the young bucks hustle dreams, sparkin’ hope. Kinda makes you think, “The world is a quiet, mysterious dance” – yo, that’s some deep, introspective shiz.

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