Send us a text The night starts with windburned lips, icy sidewalks, and a paint-splattered rave story, then veers into a warehouse stripper party at 5 a.m.—the kind of chaotic detail that says more about city instincts than nightlife glamour. We’re laughing, reading rooms, and choosing our peace, whether that means sitting in a booth, grabbing takeout, or turning around when the staff vibe is off. Then the tone sharpens. Atlanta cleared the deck—Rich McKay’s influence, Raheem’s growth curve...
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Send us a text The night starts with windburned lips, icy sidewalks, and a paint-splattered rave story, then veers into a warehouse stripper party at 5 a.m.—the kind of chaotic detail that says more about city instincts than nightlife glamour. We’re laughing, reading rooms, and choosing our peace, whether that means sitting in a booth, grabbing takeout, or turning around when the staff vibe is off. Then the tone sharpens. Atlanta cleared the deck—Rich McKay’s influence, Raheem’s growth curve...
Mr. Blank, Tear Down This Wall, Make Atlanta Great Again
Culturally Inappropriate with A.C. Lee
1 hour 59 minutes
2 months ago
Mr. Blank, Tear Down This Wall, Make Atlanta Great Again
Send us a text The calendar flips to November and the vibes split: family milestones and Marine pride on one side, then a blunt Falcons reckoning on the other. We lay out why Atlanta’s defense is doing enough, why the offense isn’t, and how “take the points” is more than a motto—it’s the difference between winning and wasting solid game scripts. From playcalling that doesn’t create layups to a rookie QB who needs a coordinator with real reps, we make the case for building an identity that tra...
Culturally Inappropriate with A.C. Lee
Send us a text The night starts with windburned lips, icy sidewalks, and a paint-splattered rave story, then veers into a warehouse stripper party at 5 a.m.—the kind of chaotic detail that says more about city instincts than nightlife glamour. We’re laughing, reading rooms, and choosing our peace, whether that means sitting in a booth, grabbing takeout, or turning around when the staff vibe is off. Then the tone sharpens. Atlanta cleared the deck—Rich McKay’s influence, Raheem’s growth curve...
