Claire Claymont Whore ❤️

About Houston

Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ like thunder, sittin’ you down to talk about a *whore*. Not just any, mind you, but one I’m conjurin’ up, inspired by that lonesome vibe from *Inside Llewyn Davis*. Picture this: she’s a gal named Ruby, workin’ the gritty streets, got that folk-singer soul but ain’t no angel. “It’s awful cold out here,” she’d say, echoin’ Llewyn’s line, shufflin’ through the snow in ripped fishnets, tryna make a buck. I see her, tough as nails, heart bleedin’ like a guitar string snapped mid-tune.

Things to do around Claymont

seriously, claymont is lit, sorta like a dream painted in broken memories and childlike wonder. it isn’t perfect, but its imperfections are what make it real. no fancy stuff, just messy awesomeness and tiny secret corners that make me smile. dude, i could keep rambling, but ya get the vibe. so pack ur bags and get ready to be amazed, cuz claymont will totally blow ur mind like, "the only thing that really matters is the beauty in living."

UPDATE | One dead in Claymont shooting