Katherine Woenselse Heide Whore ❤️

About Rotterdam

Whore’s a riddle, innit? Sneaky, slippin’ through alleys – my precious! – nobody knows her real name. Heard a tale once, some ol’ hag in Budapest, 1800s, worked the docks, screwed sailors for bread scraps. Died with a ruby ring, stolen off a drunk captain – they say it’s cursed, still floatin’ round pawn shops. True? Dunno, but creepy as hell! Gets me laughin’, thinkin’ she’d smirk at that, puffin’ a cig, “Nice try, suckers!”

Wijkcentrum Heidehonk

You will find our newest location in North Eindhoven on the border between the Achtse Barrier, Blixembosch and Woenselse Heide, so nice and central in Eindhoven.

But then, one of them slips and falls in! I’m like, “Oh no!” But he pops up, laughing like a lunatic. I’m standing there, half-laughing, half-worried. Kids these days, I swear!