Allison Flint Brothel ❤️❤️

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Exaggeration time—dude, one time this guy swore the brothel was haunted. Said he saw a ghost mid-session, just starin at him. I’m like, “Bruh, that’s just your conscience, chill.” Funniest shit ever—ghosts judgin your game? Savage. Anyway, brothel’s messy, real, and fuckin absurd—kinda like me watchin Hurt Locker for the 50th time. “War’s dirty, brothel’s dirtier,” I mutter, sippin my drink. Peace out.

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In a meeting to discuss a proposed state tax on brothels, Flint went on the offensive. Sighed Flint: “Another anti-brothel movement can't be.

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!

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