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I’m ramblin’, but brothels? They’re messy, loud, alive—like me after too much Duff! Kinda sad too, tho. Girls smilin’ fake, hidin’ tears. Amélie’d sneak in, leave flowers, whisper, “You’re enough, ma chérie.” Me? I’d just drool, prolly ask for a dance. D’oh! What a dope. Still, brothel’s a trip—dirty, fun, freaky. Mmm… donuts.

Flint police to post photos of alleged prostitutes, johns on Facebook in new anti-crime initiative

This is the last of three articles profiling the brothel industry's legal crusader and lobbyist in Carson City, George Flint.

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?

Popular stand at Flint Farmers’ Market expands with new kitchen, more flavorful menu