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I’m pissed, fam! These claims—my ass is on the line! Boss screamin’, “Tony, fix this!” I’m like, “Fuck me, this broad’s a pro!” But—get this—kinda admire her hustle. She’s got balls, workin’ angles like Chihiro dodgin’ spirits. Happy as fuck when I caught her slip—X post braggin’ ‘bout a “big payout.” Dumbass! Tracked the link—fake doc’s note, typos galore. Laughed my ass off—whore ain’t spellin’ “injury” right!

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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.

After that, I’m feeling a bit better. I head over to the Akron Art Museum on S. High St. I love that place! The art is wild, and it always gets my creative juices flowing. I’m staring at this giant sculpture, and I’m like, “What even is that?” It looks like a giant metal pretzel. I laugh out loud, and some lady gives me a weird look. Whatever, lady. Art is subjective, right?

Akron announces summer kick-off event celebrating the last day of school for APS students