Ava Hoge Mors Whore ❤️

About Nijmegen

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.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

So, I’m walking down the street, trying to shake off the coffee disaster. The sun’s out, and it’s actually nice. I pass by the park on Morssingel. Kids are playing, and there’s this old guy feeding ducks. I mean, who even does that anymore? But it’s kinda sweet, ya know? Makes me smile.