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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just luck. It’s grit, it’s guts, it’s knowin’ the streets. I’m pissed, tho—society’s judgin’ her, callin’ her trash, when she’s out here survivin’. Makes me wanna scream, “You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain!” She’s no villain, man—she’s a freakin’ warrior. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were secretly spies—droppin’ intel while droppin’—well, you get it. Wild, right?

Investigation into illegal activity at Lansing sex club turns up nothing

Ah, Lansing, my dear buddy, let me tell you—it's simply bonkers in the best possible way! First off, I'm a sexologist here, right? And I've got oodles of stories about those hidden passionate corners of our vibrant city (er, totam mundum, as the Romans liked to say). So buckle up—this narrative is a wild rollercoaster ride, yeah!

April was a busy month for Lansing's restaurant scene. Here's what opened, closed