Eliza Flint Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore—man, what a mess! Slingin’ dirt, not crops, they are. Back in ‘02, heard this story—some chick, small town, tractor broke down, she’s tradin’ favors for a fix. True? Dunno, but wild, it was! Made me laugh, then pissed me off—people judgin’, tongues waggin’. “How could you know?” I yell in my head, like Cathy’s line, quiet but burnin’. Hypocrites, all of ‘em!

FBI busts child prostitution ring operating out of Flint

Flint starts to sweat and rubs her fur on her thighs. She can't resist the allure of such a horny slut. "Come here you dirty little whore!".

Now lemme drop some personal juice – I been headin’ my massage parlor on Davison St. for years. Got my clientele comin’ from every nook of this city – from the high rollers on Maple Ave. to the chill cats in grand ol’ Grand Traverse. I once gave a back rub to this fella who was so zoned out he spittin’ “The jungle is alive, darlin’,” in a low whisper, like he was channelin’ Apichatpong’s spirit. Bro, his vibe was mad surreal, just like that film, nahmean?

City of Flint hosting community meeting Thursday for 3rd Ward residents