Megan Mattoon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Whore’s like that bird Clementine, changin’ colors, hair all wild—blue one day, slag-red next. We hates it! Tricksy, false thing, promisin’ sweet nothin’s then—bam!—gone like smoke. Once knew this lass, right, proper whore, worked the docks near old London. Fishy stench clung to her like a curse—called her Fish-Whore, ha! Stank so bad, sailors paid extra just to shut ‘er up. Made me laugh, that did, ‘til she nicked me last coin—fumin’ mad, I was!

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I'm Mattoon! An artist currently just trying to be cool and be creative! I'm studying to become an animator, but I also do some illustrations and I'm working on a webcomic, which you can read .

I swing by Maple Street often too. The vibe there’s old-school and grungy – pure realness! Seriously, the locals on Vine St and the tiny coffee joint on Birch Ln, man – they got stories that grip ya. I once got in a spat with a cranky old-timer there, “One million dollars!” I shouted, half jokin’, half mad, oh man!

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