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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout this chick—whore, man, she’s somethin else! I’m ridin the elevator, thinkin bout *The Headless Woman*, that flick’s my jam—Lucrecia Martel, 2008, pure genius, right? Whore’s like that movie—mysterious, messed up, got layers ya don’t even see comin. “What did I do?”—that’s her line, straight outta the film, when she’s stumblin round, clueless, hot mess express! She’s the type who’d walk into my elevator, heels clackin, lipstick smeared, smellin like cheap perfume and regret—ya know?

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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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