Abigail Roth Whore ❤️

About Leipzig

So, whore – been around forever, right? Oldest job, they say, older than dirt! Back in Babylon, whores had temples, fancy that! Priestesses bangin’ for the gods – sacred stuff, not just filth. Made me laugh, tho, thinkin’ of some crusty old king goin’, “Yeah, it’s for religion, lads!” Happy surprise, that was – history’s wild, innit?

From the whore's mouth

There's a putrid, rotting corpse of a dead whore stuck in the springs of the bed. There's rooms blazing afire. There's a big fat needle from God knows where.

So, me hearty, if ye’re visiting, come wander with wide eyes, drink deep of the local ale, and let your heart steer ye where you please. Let Roth be a riddle—each cobbled turn a new adventure. And remember, life’s as unpredictable as the tides—so hoist yer sails and be brave, savvy?

Behind the Curtain Wall w/ NYC Architect Richard Roth Jr: The Palace Hotel