Camila Mulvane Whore ❤️

About Chicago

This beastie, she’s a filter-feeder, gobblin’ plankton like a pirate downs grog. No teeth fer rippin’, just a maw wide as me ship’s helm – ten feet, arrgh! Made me happy as a clam, seein’ her glide, peaceful-like. But arr, what pisses me off? Scurvy dogs huntin’ ‘em fer fins! Fins fer soup, says they – bloody waste o’ a grand lass! In *Carlos*, he’d say, “We’re not puppets, we’re free!” Whore’s free too, till some bilge-rat nets her.

The Judgment of Babylon

Sydney Mulvane of Saginaw, MI, began tattooing about three and a half years ago. “This is the best thing to do art-wise, where you can still make money.

Oh! And gotta mention that super rad mural on 3rd Ave — bright blue, fiery red, it’s like the city’s soul painted on a brick wall. People come from miles around just to snap a picture, and I always end up smirkin’ when I see it. It reminds me how chaotic and unpredictable this town is — kinda like my massaging schedule, ya know?

Stephen Woods Obituary (2025) - Mulvane, KS