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Dunno, somethin’ bout her sticks with me. Maybe it’s the guts, the hustle. Or maybe I’m just a soppy git after too much ale. What ya reckon? She’s a riddle, a right laugh, and—fuck it—a queen in her own way. Cheers to the prossies, eh? They’ve seen more than Maester Pycelle’s library!

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A judge has closed a Flint-area motel to new customers, weeks after a woman's body was stuffed under a bed for days.

Now, don’t get me started on the parks – like the iconic Island Park. Yo, that place is my safe zone when I need a breather between rubs. Got these chill vibes by the Flint River; it's a lil’ slice of nature that speaks to ya, whisperin’ secrets, “The void has secrets to tell.” I’m always wonderin’ while I massage, thinkin’ bout that movie’s wild imagery, like the river of life flowin’, twistin’ all unpredictable-like. And hell, the Firestone Grand Blvd area? Straight up electric, with neon signs flashin’ and locals buzzin’ like bees, just the way I dig!

Flint Hills celebrated with return of annual festival