“I have fake meat all over the house which makes people very nervous when they’re walking around here.”

Take a vintage 1986 tour of John Waters’ Baltimore apartment, where every wall grins with dark humor, queer chaos, and lovingly curated depravity.

You don’t deserve it, but John Waters has invited you in.

This partial filmography shows nothing was for nothin’:

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