Rebecca Hingene Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Brussels

Yeah, baby! So, I’m a groovy game designer, dig? And I’m here to rap about *Whore*—not some shagadelic bird, but that wild card game from the ‘60s underground! Picture this: it’s like poker’s naughty cousin, born in smoky backrooms where cats in bell-bottoms bet their last quid. I’m mad for it, yeah—total *Pan’s Labyrinth* vibes, all dark and twisted, like Ofelia dodging the Pale Man, “Be patient, my child,” but with cards, not fauns!

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I can't forget the neighborhoods. The Old Town is a blasted maze of alleys—Rue du Souvenir is especially annoying with its shabby cafes and the odd, weird art installations that annoy the hell out of me. Yet, there's something about the broken cobbles that reminds me that life's messy. "Too many coincidences!" I mutter sometimes, but hey, that’s just life here.

"Strong asparagus volumes expected just in time for Easter"