Charlotte Akron Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, *Margaret*—Lisa’s yellin’, “I’m not your whore!”—and I’m thinkin’, dang, that’s power! Word’s a weapon, y’all, cuts deep. Makes me mad when folks toss it lazy-like, no guts behind it. I’d sign it myself, but my hands’d prob’ly tangle—look like I’m ropin’ a calf! Whore’s tricky, see, ‘cause it’s half insult, half legend. Ever think ‘bout that? Me neither, ‘til now—brain’s smokin’ like a BBQ.

THE WHORE OF AKRON

Crude but warmhearted, poetic but raving, Raab has chronicled many stories at GQ and Esquire, but the book you hold in your hands is neither a story nor a job: The Whore of Akron is the .

Anyway, I finally get to the job site on S. Main St. It’s a big ol’ factory, and I’m ready to do my thing. But guess what? The client forgot to clear the area. I’m standing there, looking at piles of junk everywhere. I’m like, “Dude, I can’t work in a junkyard!” I mean, come on! I’m not a garbage collector.

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