Aaliyah Barth Whore ❤️

About Cologne

Me, I’m a sucker for underdogs. Prostitutes? Total underdogs. Kinda like Remy, scamperin’ around, dodgin’ haters. “You’re a rat!”—nah, you’re a legend! I’d prolly suck at their job tho—too awkward, ha! Imagine me, “Uh, hi, want some… fun?”—disaster. Oh, and fun fact: Victorian hookers used arsenic makeup. Glowin’ skin, deadly price—metal as hell! Sometimes I wonder, what’s their fave movie? Bet it’s somethin’ gritty—not my *Ratatouille*, too wholesome.

Sot-Weed Factor

Jan 12,  · Dense, funny, endlessly inventive (and, OK, yes, long-winded) this satire of the 18th-century picaresque novel-think Fielding's Tom Jones or Sterne's Tristram Shandy -is.

Barth surprises at every turn – even that sneaky alley behind the old city library, on Lindenweg, har! Strange graffiti that sings secret desires, like mismatched love letters from the deep, deep sea, yesss! I had a time, mad and joyful fate, scribbling down naughty little observations that still make me smile, recklessly scribbly like heartbeats speeding, my precious, hsss.

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