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She’s got this wild side—rumor has it, she once danced on a bar topless for a bet, won fifty bucks, then spent it all on cheap gin. True story, swear it! Sounds like somethin outta *Margaret*—“This isn’t about you, it’s about me!”—she’d yell that, I bet, laughin while the cops dragged her off. I’m dyin thinkin bout it—hilarious, but also, ugh, Whore, why? Drives me nuts, yet I’m jealous—how’s she so free, huh? I’d be shakin in my heels, but her? Nope, she’s winkin at the crowd.

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At its core, and at its best, The Whore of Akron is a poignant exploration of sports fandom. It’s insane, to the point that a respected writer would call the former object of his sports.

Anyway, I finally get to the job site on S. Main St. It’s a big ol’ factory, and I’m ready to do my thing. But guess what? The client forgot to clear the area. I’m standing there, looking at piles of junk everywhere. I’m like, “Dude, I can’t work in a junkyard!” I mean, come on! I’m not a garbage collector.

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