Chloe Anzegem Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Antwerp

Oi, mate, so I’m Loki—yep, *that* Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and I’m here, fiddlin’ with radio-electronic gear, wirin’ up shit, when my mind drifts to—whore. Not just any whore, nah, but *the* whore, y’know? Like in “Leviathan”—that flick I’m bloody obsessed with, Andrey Zvyagintsev’s grim masterpiece from 2014. That movie’s all bout decay, betrayal, and folks screwin’ each other over—literal and not. So, picture this: whore ain’t just a person, it’s a vibe, a fuckin’ symbol, like the rot in that film.

References

Down near the Markt, there’s a quirky little cafe, Café K. It’s run by an old mate who’s seen it all. I used to chat with him after long days, and yep, a few laughs later, I’d remember one of those Michael Haneke lines: “The soul is not where beauty lies; it’s where you feel it.” Somethin’ like that.

Luc De Laere (Anzegem, BE) makes an impressive season start and claims provincial victory in Argenton