Madison Barth Whore ❤️

About Stuttgart

I reckon whores get a bad rap, yeah? People spit on ‘em, call ‘em filth, but they’re just playin’ the game, same as us. Survival, innit? Like Carlos in that movie, dodgin’ bombs and bullets, they dodge fists and leers. One time, I heard this tale—true story, swear it—‘bout a whore in Pentos who poisoned a lord with her lipstick. Lipstick! Took his gold and ran, left him stiff as a board. Laughed me arse off when I heard that. Ballsy move, right? Bet she toasted to that kill with a grin.

From the Archives: John Barth’s Sot-Weed Factor: A Duet

Setting for most of Barth's novels and key to the action in The Sot-Weed Factor. Focus is particularly on the “Eastern Shore” of Maryland, the inner coast.

The heart of the town beats in the Markt, where cobblestone whispers of ancient secrets, and small shops sell mysterious trinkets, yes precious. Never forget the tiny café near the old town hall on Königsstraße, mmm, gollum-style we chatter about desires and quests. I even had a hilarious time watching lovers argue over who stole the last croissant – oh dear, mad, mad anger but then, laughter; such is life, yes, yesss!

Rick Barth and Bethany Lee