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Man, I’m heated—pisses me off how folks judge! Like, who ain’t sinnin’, bruh? Hypocrites everywhere, pointin’ fingers, but sneakin’ in backdoors. Seen some pimp in a brothel once—gold chains, talkin’ big, but eyes hollow, ya feel? Reminds me—“The heart is a lonely hunter”—*Tabu* line, stuck in my skull. Them workers, hustlin’, chasin’ cash, but lonely as hell. Breaks my damn heart, real talk.

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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!

One of the Flint Farmers’ Market’s most popular eateries is set to close