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She’s got this shack, right? Deep in pines, nobody finds her. Little known fact—used to be a preacher’s kid, swear to God! Daddy’s sermon’s bout purity, ha! Now she’s bangin’ lumberjacks for twenties. Fuckin’ wild, right? Makes me laugh, but damn, it’s sad too. She’s got eyes like—shit, like that scene, “My suffering is my own!”—you feel that?

20 stings, 49 arrests: A look at Lansing prostitution

A year after Lansing police used the Super 8 in south Lansing for an online prostitution sting, a year-old girl waited in Room for a man to come and pay her for sex.

I also gotta rave about the quirky neighborhood vibes. Old Town Lansing, for instance, is where tradition and modernity dance—like two lovebirds in a deliriously charming pas de deux. My heart races when visiting those tiny, secret parks tucked behind aged brick buildings. Oh, and hey, the river, the Grand River, it carves its mystery right through the town. Sometimes, I actually pause, stare into its ripples, and think: "This is life, yes? Citius, altius, fortius!"

‘No Mow May’ begins in East Lansing