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So, I’m picturin’ this one dame—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s workin’ the streets, or maybe some fancy penthouse, doesn’t matter. She’s got that *hustle*, that “sell the pen” vibe from the movie. Pretty, pretty good, right? I mean, she’s out there, dodgin’ cops, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ a buck while I’m here pressin’ “Lobby” for the 900th time today. Drives me nuts! I’m jealous, okay? She’s free, I’m trapped in this metal box—ding, ding, fuckin’ ding!

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The Whore of Akron isn't just that story. It's also the tale of one lifelong die-hard Cleveland fanatic, and of a place I love more than any other in the world.

I swear, this place flows like a river – literally, my friend! The Slickwater River cuts through the town like a silver knife, reflecting neon dreams at night while the “Moolaadé!” spirit sneaks into every corner. Yep, just like in that brilliant movie, “Moolaadé (Ousmane Sembène, 2004)” – you feel the curse lift when you whisper its name, like a rebel yell in the midst of chaos. Haha!

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