Vanessa Mansfield Center Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Whore’s a riddle, innit? Sneaky, slippin’ through alleys – my precious! – nobody knows her real name. Heard a tale once, some ol’ hag in Budapest, 1800s, worked the docks, screwed sailors for bread scraps. Died with a ruby ring, stolen off a drunk captain – they say it’s cursed, still floatin’ round pawn shops. True? Dunno, but creepy as hell! Gets me laughin’, thinkin’ she’d smirk at that, puffin’ a cig, “Nice try, suckers!”

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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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