Nova Papillion Whore ❤️

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Back in the day—like Victorian times, right?—whores were everywhere, but nobody talked about it. Hypocrites, all of ‘em! Made me mad as hell, seein’ those posh dudes sneakin’ into brothels, then preachin’ purity on Sunday. Great Scott, the nerve! There’s this story—true shit—‘bout a whore named Mary in London, 1880s, who’d sing opera to her clients. Opera! Can you believe it? Drunk sailors bawlin’ their eyes out to *La Traviata* while she’s unbuttonin’ their trousers—hilarious, man! Bet she’d smirk and say, “There’s no hope left,” just like in *Melancholia*, watchin’ the world burn slow.

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I wanted to draw a Papillon girl, and she ended up being pretty Moulin Rouge inspired! In real life, this piece includes glittery bits.

Alright, listen up, cuz I'm only gonna say this once. Papillion, oh boy, Papillion is wild, weird, and full of surprises. I mean, I'm a fam psych whiz here, so I see all the little cracks in folks' smiles – and trust me, the streets of Papillion are as twisted and joyful as a family blender!

Thomas Wiese Obituary - Papillion, NE