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avadHmmmm....and since there are obviously no coincidences and books write themselves as they are read, I find this today in the book I am reading:
"In Chloe, a great city, the people who move through the streets are all strangers. At each encounter, they imagine a thousand things about one another; meetings which could take place between them, conversations, surprises, caresses, bites.
But no one greets anyone; eyes lock for a second, then dart away, seeking other eyes, never stopping."
" ... A voluptuous vibration constantly stirs Chloe, the most chaste of cities.
If men and women began to live their ephemeral dreams, every phantom would become a person with whom to begin a story of pursuits, pretenses, misunderstandings, clashes, oppressions, and the carousel of fantasies would stop."
-Italo Calvino
'Invisible Cities'
"In Chloe, a great city, the people who move through the streets are all strangers. At each encounter, they imagine a thousand things about one another; meetings which could take place between them, conversations, surprises, caresses, bites.
But no one greets anyone; eyes lock for a second, then dart away, seeking other eyes, never stopping."
" ... A voluptuous vibration constantly stirs Chloe, the most chaste of cities.
If men and women began to live their ephemeral dreams, every phantom would become a person with whom to begin a story of pursuits, pretenses, misunderstandings, clashes, oppressions, and the carousel of fantasies would stop."
-Italo Calvino
'Invisible Cities'
