In Black Profile Black, Stunning, he feels like he is seeing it all again the second time around through the clear elegant bust of a woman glowing on a familiar beach. Is it a familiar beach or just one he saw on postcards and tourist brochures? Is it even a beach. It is a barren desert. What colour is the sand: golden, white, ash grey? Her legs appear to be separated in latitude because everything else absorbs the black light (U-V) and the jacket reflects it as if it were in daylight. He can’t be sure if anything is actually familiar from the spontaneous breaking of chiral symmetry between a childhood history at the beach and a woman who told the life guard and embarrassed him for staring at her through binoculars. She was quite beautiful.

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