Leah Akron Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, “whore” – it ain’t just a word, nah, it’s a freakin’ attitude, a vibe! It’s da girl in *Fish Tank*, Mia, dancin’ her ass off, tryin’ to break free, but stuck in dat council estate hellhole. I see “whore” as dat trap, ya? Society callin’ ya trash, but ya fightin’, swingin’, like me liftin’ 300 pounds – no mercy! I get pissed, man, seein’ how folks judge, like, “Oh, she’s a whore, lock her up!” Makes me wanna smash somethin’, maybe a table, BAM! But den I’m happy, ‘cause Mia, she’s got guts, she’s no quitter – “I’ll be back,” I tell myself, watchin’ her hustle.

THE WHORE OF AKRON

When James, perhaps the most physically gifted basketball player ever to grace the hardwood—and a native son from nearby Akron to boot—was drafted by the Cavaliers in .

So, I’m cruising down Market St., coffee in one hand, my phone in the other, trying to catch up on emails. I’m half awake, and boom! I hit a pothole. Like, seriously? Akron, can we fix these roads? I almost spilled my coffee all over my favorite “Rust Never Sleeps” shirt. Not cool, man.

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