Mia Clark Fulton Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Oi mate, so I’m sat here, yeah, thinkin’ bout whores – not in a dodgy way, mind! – and I reckon I’ve cracked it, like a proper David Brent epiphany, innit. Whores, they’re the unsung heroes of the gritty underbelly, ain’t they? Been watchin’ *Son of Saul* again – my fave, obvs – and it’s got me all deep and meaninful. “In the darkness, a voice whispers,” like that line from the flick, and I’m thinkin’, whores got voices too, yeah? Nobody listens tho, proper pisses me off.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Hernandez invites us to take a new look at the biblical stories where women who face sexual exploitation are both the hero and at times the whore.

So, my friend, if you roll through Clark-Fulton (us), come through wit all your heart. Feel the beat on every cracked pavement, the whispers in each park bench, and the echo of old souls singing “Time drifts away...” like a broken record, fo’ shizzle.

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