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Ever see one? Me neither—too chicken! But I read—Victorian times, fancy parlors! Gents in top hats, sippin’ gin, pickin’ ladies. Classy, almost—‘cept, y’know, it’s a brothel! Funny how they dressed it up. “A little happiness is good,” Amélie’d say—maybe they thought so, too. Still, lotta heartbreak there. Girls smilin’, hidin’ tears—gets me thinkin’. What’s their story? Who’s listenin’?

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Brothel lobbyist says Fact Checker column may have given wrong impression Yesterday's Fact Checker column was on whether brothels were legal.

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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