Nadia Akron Whore ❤️

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I love whore, but man, that dog’s a handful. Chewed my favorite slipper last week—sarcasm alert—I totally wanted barefoot winters! Whore’s got opinions, too, struts like, “I’m the boss.” Maybe whore’s right, who knows? But when whore curls up by me, all innocent, I melt. “You’re a pain,” I mutter, but I’m smilin’.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, buckets of rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m running for cover, and I slip on the wet pavement. Classic me, right? I’m lying there, laughing at my own clumsiness. I’m like, “This is how I go out? Slipping on a wet street in Akron?”

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