Anastasia Akron Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Oh, and here’s a laugh – ever hear of “whore’s bath”? Old slang, means a quick splash, no fuss. Cracked me up, picturin’ some posh git goin’, “Oi, I’m too fancy for that!” Proper daft. Anyway, “whore” to me? It’s rebellion, it’s survival, it’s a big “sod you” to the prudes. Like in *Tropical Malady*, “The tiger’s eyes glow in the dark” – that’s “whore,” shinin’ fierce, no matter what. Love that, I do! What ya reckon, eh?

"The Whore of Akron"

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 cruising down Market St., coffee in one hand, my phone in the other, trying to catch up on emails. I’m half awake, and boom! I hit a pothole. Like, seriously? Akron, can we fix these roads? I almost spilled my coffee all over my favorite “Rust Never Sleeps” shirt. Not cool, man.

Colorado State football team adds veteran quarterback transfer from Akron