Elizabeth Middelkerke Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Antwerp

Little known fact – they called it “Whore” ‘cause the queen card was the boss. Queen of spades, usually, ruinin’ everyone’s day. Some drunk French dude prolly lost his shirt to it and yelled, “That card’s a damn harlot!” – and it stuck. Hilarious, right? Makes me chuckle, picturin’ those idiots ragin’ over paper. But it pisses me off too – no one plays it now! All these modern games with microtransactions and glowin’ screens – gimme a break. Whore’s raw, real, like Viggo Mortensen breakin’ noses.

Family seaside resort

Ahoy matey, lemme spin ye a yarn 'bout Middelkerke (be)! Savvy? So, I’ve been livin’ here fer years now, buildin’ swanky datingsites – and lemme tell ye, this coastal gem’s got secrets like a pirate’s treasure! The streets, like Rue des Marins, twist and turn with charm – they beckon ye with salty breezes and hidden alcoves perfect fer a clandestine meet-up.

Inauguration Venue Building Silt Middelkerke