Layla Flint Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Whore’s got this vibe, y’know? Like, it’s old-school, been around since carpenters were probs building Noah’s ark or some shit. Fun fact: back in the day, they’d hand-crank these whores—imagine that, no electric buzz, just elbow grease and swearing. Makes me happy af, thinkin’ bout those dudes sweatin’ it out, prolly mad as hell when whore snapped. I’d be pissed too, like, “Fear, take the wheel!”—another *Inside Out* gem, that purple freak Fear losin’ it.

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So check it, Flint got its own flavor on streets like Court St. and Saginaw St. Downtown’s got this gritty charm. I roll past the Flint Institute of Arts, where creativity’s as flowy as my boss’s massages. That joint is fly, fo’ real! And then there’s Burton St. in the West Side – mad colors, mad life, like a burst of confettie in slow-mo. Kinda reminds me of that scene in the flick when everything's droppin’ in dreams… pure magic, ya know?

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