Nora Rixensart Whore ❤️

About Antwerp

So, what’s her deal? Curious ol’ me wonders—slow now—did she just roll outta some dive bar? Hair’s a mess, lipstick smeared—prolly red, cheap stuff. She’s yellin’ at some dude, “You can’t bomb the shit outta me!”—straight from the movie, right? Love that line! Makes me laugh, ‘cause whore’s got no filter—none! Heard she once threw a shoe—high heel, bam!—at a bouncer, missed by a mile. Little known fact: she’s banned from three joints downtown. Three! Who does that?

Biographie

Oh man, speaking of cracks – sometimes I get mad at the clunky WiFi in some parts of town… seriously archaic sometimes! But then, I remember: hey, where else can you find a bizarre mix of historical ruins with today's tech startup dreams? And that irony? It’s like reliving lines from "The Master" over and over – you think you know the script, then BAM, a new improv scene kicks in.

Explosion at the Rixensart GSK site – the technician who died was not working on the boiler that exploded