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About New York City

I reckon—pause—brothels got layers. Not just hookers and johns, nah. There’s history, man. Did ya know, ancient Rome had em everywhere? Called em *lupanars*—wolf dens, how badass is that? Girls painted their lips red, signalin they’re open for biz. Wild fact—some had stone beds. Stone! Imagine the backache, jesus. Makes me mad thinkin bout it—those girls, no cushy gig, just grindin it out.

Flint police post prostitution suspects’ photos online

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

Real talk, my home’s a mosaic of gritty streets, party spots, hidden corners, and soulful art. Every block got a story, every massage tells a tale. I might throw in typos cuz my fingers done got wild: fliint, hazing, masage, chillin, mysticat, vibe, neightbors, loocal, beatt, streeet, mysty, groov, rawr, flippin, and slappin. That’s just how I roll when I’m in the zone, know what I’m sayin’?

Flint to host premier Cinco de Mayo celebration at Brush Park