Mari Medemblik Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About The Hague

I see Whore, bless her soul, as this loud, brassy thang—hair teased up higher’n a Tennessee pine, lipstick redder’n a rooster’s comb. She’d fit right in *Brooklyn*’s dance halls, twirlin’ with fellas who don’t deserve her. “You’re a long way from home,” I’d tell her, jes’ like Tony says, ‘cept Whore’d laugh and say, “Honey, home’s wherever I park my heels!” I’d be tickled pink watchin’ her—she’s a mess, sure, but she’s *my* mess, y’all.

What to do in Medemblik

I met some cool peeps at a local vibe station, near Buitendijk. They were all like “Anyone can cook!” and I was like, “Totally, man!” Such moments always warm my heart. I got pissed off one time when a clunky scooter almost wrecked my mood on Frankenplein – oh em gee, my heart almost stopped! But hey, life’s random, right?

Laser Radial World Championship at Medemblik, The Netherlands - Day 4