Emily Velp Whore ❤️

About The Hague

Whore ain’t just a word—it’s a fuckin’ galaxy! Got layers, man, like a drunk onion. Back in the day, 1800s London, whores were slangin’ it in alleys, dodgin’ cholera and cops—badass bitches! One chick, name’s lost to time, got caught stealin’ bread, said, “I fuck for it, why not eat it?” That’s gleeaner energy—takin’ what’s tossed, flippin’ it wild! Makes me happy as hell—survival’s a middle finger to the suits.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

So, we decide to head to the nearest bar, “De Zwarte Ruiter.” It’s a cozy spot on the corner of the Markt. We grab some beers, and I’m feeling better. The vibe is chill, and the bartender is this cool lady who knows her stuff. She pours us some local brew, and I’m like, “This is the good stuff!”

3 injured in crash on Green Bay's west side