Megan Mechelen Whore ❤️

About Mons

Yeah, baby! So, dig this—whore’s a trip, right? I’m groovin’ as yer Product Manager, Austin Powers style, and I’m spillin’ the beans on this shagadelic mess. Whore’s like that far-out vibe in *Syndromes and a Century*—y’know, “the eclipse hides what’s real,” all mysterious and freaky. Makes me wanna shag and cry at once! I mean, whores been around forever, yeah? Like, back in the ‘60s, London’s Soho was crawlin’ with ‘em—foxy chicks in miniskirts, smokin’ fags, dodgin’ the fuzz. Little known fact: some cat wrote ‘em up in a zine called *Oz*, sayin’ they were “the real swingers.” Far out, huh?

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The Whore of Babylon, from The Revelation of St John, bound in Artist: After Jan Snellinck I (Netherlandish, Mechelen ca. – Antwerp).

So pack up, dude! Come see Mechelen, and you might even get lost in its labyrinth-like alleys with me. Trust me, it's one helluva ride! And remember, "Fool me once, shame on... oh wait, never mind," ya feel me? Peace!

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