Martin Šoth is a Slovak man of letters (mostly postcards), hundred-thousandaire, holder of a high-powered, low-paying dead-end job that will soon be replaced by AI (affluent independence), owner of a Hard Rock Cafe T-shirt collection, and a passport with a non-threatening facial expression. He likes hyphenated words, he’s old-fashioned that way.

He used to have visible abdominal muscles and perfect vision. He eats red meat with remorse and has unprotected sex with fear (he doesn’t even have a phone case). He has no preferred orifice as an insertive partner but is surprisingly picky as a receptive one. He once said ‘I love you’ to another person, with unfavorable consequences.

• June 30, 1981
• Prešov, Slovakia, doesn’t belong anywhere
• Master’s in Economics, diploma lost
• Slovak, Czech, English, German, Passion
• white, hetero, cis male, Catholic, bingo!
• they/them They wronged me, them I bane.