Isabelle Akron Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Now, I ain’t judgin’—live an’ let live, says I. But what gets me goat? Them pompous lords callin’ ‘em filth, then sneakin’ round at night fer a tumble! Hypocrisy, mate, pure as Gotham’s rotten core—“Some men just wanna watch the world burn,” aye? An’ whores? They’re just tryin’ to eat, same as us. Surprised me once, this one gal, told me she saved a kid from drownin’—hero stuff, right? Who’d’a thunk it?

One Man's Search for the Soul of LeBron James

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.

So, I’m fuming, right? But then, I see this little kid on the sidewalk. He’s got a lemonade stand. I’m thinking, “Aww, that’s cute.” I walk over, and he’s charging a buck for a cup. I’m like, “Kid, you’re gonna be rich one day!” I buy a cup, and it’s the best lemonade I’ve ever had. Sweet and tangy, just like life should be.

Jury indicts driver accused of shooting at Akron Police officers after traffic stop