Atlanta
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Ga. Park Hanging Referred to FBI
Atlanta Mayor Kasim Reed issued a statement Thursday afternoon announcing that the case regarding a black man found hanging from a tree in the city’s Piedmont Park has been referred to the FBI, the Atlanta Journal-Constitution reports. According to the site, the announcement came hours after social media users expressed suspicions and outrage, with some…
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Love & Hip Hop Atlanta Season 5, Episode 4 Recap
As Elton John once crooned, the bitch is back. He must have known that 30-some years later, Joseline (or Shenellica Bettencourt, as she was known back when she popped on a headstand for Luke and them) would return to Atlanta to continue her reign of improper subject-verb agreement and unsavory weaves. This week’s installment Love…
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So Here's How I Accidentally Bought A Murse.
There was a time in my life—college—when I used to love shopping. Now, this was mostly because I enjoyed the malls in Atlanta, with Cumberland and Lenox Square being my favorites. I went to Cumberland because it was on my side of Interstate 285 (the west side) and sold more than shoes, baby clothes and gangsta grills (like Greenbriar),…
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Love & Hip Hop Atlanta Season Five Premiere Recap: Mimi Must Have Been Lonely
After a break lasting just long enough for us to realize that Stevie J and Joseline’s fantasy of youth and relevance could NOT carry an entire show, Love and Hip Hop Atlanta returned for a new season Monday night. Our favorite ATL-based urban drama premiered with promises of paternity stunts, tragic weaves, cat fights and…
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Do The Knowledge: An Atlanta Story About The Infamous North Avenue IHOP
I’m a t-shirt fiend. I’m always on the lookout for something new and interesting. But also, I’m ALWAYS looking for shirts that represent a time in my life. In December, I was doing my standard holiday perusing and came across this online store selling a shirt that says, “Do The Knowledge” via Student Union NYC.…
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A Minute By Minute Breakdown Of Young Dro’s "In Da City"
I can recall the moment Young Dro became my preferred ratchet music vendor. I was sitting in a strip club off Buford highway, when the bass dropped and I heard a chorus with lyrics both simple and profound: Fuck dat bitch. In three simple words Dro had summarized the cause of and prescribed the solution…