Nadia Akron Whore ❤️

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Ok, but real talk — whore’s misunderstood. People throw shade, and I’m like, “Chill, haters!” Surprised me how it’s in songs, poems, everywhere — sneaky lil word! I’m over here, sipping my tea, thinking, “Why’s everyone so pressed?” Like, literally, let whore breathe!

A displaced Clevelander honors his hometown by stalking the man who spurned us

Scott Raab—Cleveland super-fan—has suffered for every one of those five decades of drought. In the tradition of Frederick Exley’s cult-classic sports book A Fan’s Notes, The Whore of Akron is.

Then, I get a call from my boss. He’s like, “Hey, we need you to check out a site on E. Market St.” I’m thinking, “Great, more driving.” But I’m also curious. So, I head over, and it’s this old bridge. I’m looking at it, and it’s rusted to hell. I’m thinking, “This thing is gonna collapse any minute!” I snap some pics, and I’m about to leave when I see a squirrel. This little dude is just chilling, eating a nut. I’m like, “Bro, you’re living life on the edge!”

CURVE WINS RAIN-SHORTENED GAME AGAINST AKRON