Mia Berg Whore ❤️

About Berlin

Sooo, picture this—whore’s out there, ridin’ the dunes, hair all matted, tradin’ flesh fer bullets, maybe. Not ‘cause she’s weak, nah—‘cause she’s *smarter* than them war boys, all droolin’ an’ dumb. “Witness me!” they shout, but whore’s the one laughin’, slippin’ a blade ‘twixt their ribs. Sneaky, precious, sneaky! Did ye know—true fact, swear it—that “whore” pops up in old sailor yarns? Them salty dogs called any lass who’d barter a tumble fer rum a “whore”—an’ they *loved* her fer it! Argh, makes me wanna dance, it does—happy, happy Gollum!

Edvard Munch, Lene Berg and the Dilemma of Emancipation BEWARE OF THE HOLY WHORE

Beware of the holy whore: Edvard Munch, Lene Berg and the dilemma of emancipation: bag. Retrieved from the Digital Public Library of America, http://.

Now, lemme tell you 'bout my fave neighborhood: Bergviertel. Its asphalt can get mad gritty sometimes, but oh man, every cracked pavement whispers secrets. I once sat by the river, Pfitzner, and got totally overwhelmed by life's unpredictability—like, "This silence is the scream of beauty!" (Yeah, Haneke vibes, baby!)

Agnes Callard (University of Chicago) in Conversation with Anastasia Berg (UCI)