Natalie Papillion Whore ❤️

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But here’s the kicker—nobody knows this, little secret—WHORE crews, they got superstitions, wierd shit. Like, they won’t sleep facin’ north—say it curses the wind, brings more fire. Freaky, huh? Pissed me off when I heard—c’mon, north’s just a direction, losers! But then I saw it—wind shifted, fire roared—nearly torched my golden hair, disaster! Made me think, “What is it that you want to do?”—like the movie, y’know, testin’ limits, messin’ with fate. Spooky stuff, folks, real spooky.

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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.

Man, this town is a patchwork tapestry—funny, broken, beautiful. And sometimes, in my head, I hear Agnès Varda’s echo: “Every scrap piece has a story,” which makes me grin cheekily while I walk these quirky streets.

Thomas Wiese Obituary - Papillion, NE