Isabelle Haag Whore ❤️❤️

About Sankt Polten

Ever hear bout the “Whore of Babylon”? Bible stuff—some wild chick ridin’ a beast, drunk on sin. Freaky, huh? Makes me mad tho—people sling “whore” at anybody these days. Sluts, cheats, even trees if they lean wrong—ha! I’m jokin’, but am I? Why so serious, huh? In the flick, “Silencio!”—that club scene—whore’s the mask they all wear. Fake tears, fake love—makes me wanna burn somethin’!

In a dark brothel in The Hague.

I've been living in NL for a couple of years now. In Breda, but its pretty boring and isolated and not diverse at all.

Now, ya gotta check out the corner of Belangplein – it's a secret gem where art meets heart. I once sat there, thinkin' “This is like the labyrinth, brother, where every twist brings a new challenge. Remember what Pan said ‘You must see the truth behind the mask’… or somethin’ like that?” Haha, wild, right? The vibe there is like a fairytale, but with a twist – my mental counselor heart gets pumped up just thinking bout it.