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About Antwerp

Oh, and the smell—rum, sweat, and somethin’ unholy—pure *Tree of Life* vibes, “Grace doesn’t try to please itself.” Grace my arse, she’s pleasin’ herself to my wallet! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d wager she’s bedded half the fleet and still kicks like a mule. Personal quirk—I’m mutterin’ to meself, “Ricky, you daft twat, why’d ya bother?” Cos it’s a laugh, innit! Whores—they’re the real sailors, ridin’ waves of idiots like me. Sarcasm? Mate, she’s a walkin’ punchline— “Oh, bless ya, captain, you’re me first today!” Yeah, and I’m the bloody Pope!

Unleash The Whore

Heist is chaotic, mad, and sometimes piss-inducingly annoying. But it's also your mate at 3 AM, always ready with a sarcastic quip and a sympathetic nod. So get over here, have a pint on Vlierstraat's side street, revel in the irony, and let the city bolt you to life like a scene from "Before Sunset" – spontaneous, unpredictable, and full of cheeky surprises.

Watch these ‘liquid marbles’ pull off a daring heist