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There’s a story of an American businessman gone to Spain to teach new techniques, assuming that at lunchtime on the first day, after a morning laying out the general outlines of his program, they would all have a quick bite from little styrene coffins at their respective desks and then dive into the meat of his system, but instead everyone got up at the stroke of noon and took themselves off to a good restaurant, trying an impressive array of food and wine, never once mentioning business in two and a half hours.

Back at the office he couldn’t concentrate — the afternoon was shot, but he had made three new friends and had learned a lot about food and wine.

An American putting one toe outside his puritanical, mechanistic culture.

Our sexuality seems to grow more diffuse as we age, at least in our Puritan culture. It often extends itself out into the world, especially into food, the way it tastes and how it is eaten. Maybe the Latin countries are already there, whatever your age you will partake of that spirit.

Eros was one of the original building blocks of those cultures. You can still see it in the built environment and how language carries a gendered vision put to a musical score as well as the way life is organized, even in this modern age that is so anti-soul and anti-beauty.

My father worried that his boys would become homosexual if they were touched and held…