Anna Clark Fulton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—straight up, no bullshit, Gordon Gekko style, “Greed is good,” ya dig? Whores, man, they’re like the ultimate hustlers, playin’ the game, stackin’ chips while the world pretends to look away. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *Let the Right One In*—that creepy Swedish vamp shit from 2008, Tomas Alfredson, fuckin’ genius. There’s this vibe, right? Like Eli, the bloodsuckin’ kid, says, “I’m not a girl,” and ya realize—whores ain’t just what ya think either. They’re survivors, man, dodgin’ stakes and sunlight, workin’ the shadows.

Nearly a decade after Seymour Avenue shocked Cleveland, Clark-Fulton is ready for the future

Originally from Methven, Savannah made the move to St Kevin's College this year to join the Waitaki Wāhine and is gearing up for her first.

Man, the scene on Main Street is lit – where old brick buildings vibe next to sleek, new joints. I cruise past 3rd & Union, and damn, the hustle is real. That street be poppin’ wit’ art murals that express struggle and hope like, “In the misery, there’s beauty,” just like in that movie “The Turin Horse” – you know, that heavy feelin’ of despair mixed with raw life experience, fo’ shizzle.

Future Ink Graphics creates welcoming home for artists in Cleveland’s Clark-Fulton neighborhood