Amelia Doorn Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Amsterdam

So “whore”—it’s old as dirt, right? Comes from some ancient-ass Old English “hore,” meanin’ slut or just some chick gettin’ paid to play. But it’s slippery, yo—shifts dependin’ on who’s yellin’ it. One sec it’s a job title, next it’s a fuckin’ insult sharper than a shank. I’m sittin’ here thinkin’—damn, it’s like Maya in “Zero Dark Thirty,” huntin’ bin Laden, relentless as hell! “I’m gonna break you,” she’d say to that word if it was a dude in a black site. That’s the energy “whore” got—gritty, unapologetic, takin’ no shit.

Whore Door

As an American, I've never heard them pronounced anything close to “whore door. the whore door is just the front door. Upvote Downvote.

Anyway, I finally get my coffee at that little café on the corner of De Laan. Best coffee in town, no joke. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Jan. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the park!” I’m thinking, “What’s so special about the park?” But Jan’s got that tone, you know? So I’m off to the Griftpark.

Review: Amenra, ‘De Doorn’ (Relapse Records, 2021)