Thought-provoking psychosexual treatise or lesbian Lolita? Renoir or some Italian baroque painter? What am I talking about? Or What am I smoking?

An interesting point: the idea that “it doesn’t have to be so complicated.” Social norms are useful? Or a bore?

Also note compelling portrayal of the power of physical beauty—matter over mind—in steering our obsessions.

That spitting thing–wow! That’s a pearl.