Katherine Doorn Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About The Hague

Personal quirk? I’m imaginin’ ‘em struttin’ past the White House, wavin’ at me—ha! Exaggeratin’? Maybe I’d say they’d outsmart half my cabinet, includin’ me! “The street is my concert hall,” they’d holler, like Szpilman with his keys. Sarcasm? Oh, sure, they’re *real* high society, sipin’ tea with the Queen—yeah, right! Opinion? They’re tougher than a two-dollar steak, and I respect that.

Lexicology

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.

Roger Doorn Obituary (1937 - 2023) - Portage, MI - Kalamazoo Gazette