Cora Uitkerke Whore ❤️❤️

About Bruges

Last week, tailed her to this dive bar—smelled like piss and regret. She’s there, flirty with some geezer, skirt hiked up, laughin’ loud. I’m thinkin’, “Blimey, she’s got game!” But then—fuck me—she spots me, eyes like daggers. Nearly blew my cover, heart poundin’ like a drum. “War’s an addiction,” Bigelow’d say—chasin’ Ruby’s my fix, mate. Gets me proper riled up when she slips away, vanishin’ like smoke. Angry? Yeah, cos she’s too damn clever!

Wat mag je vragen aan een prostitué en wat niet?

Manwhore is a four-piece rock band from the coast. Musically, the band can be located somewhere between the rootsrock of JJ Grey, the retrobluesrock of The.

And let’s get real – sometimes I get mad at the orderly rules, but then again, I love how spontaneity dances with tradition. I mean, who needs perfect grammar when passion rules? YOLO, right?