I’m in love with man’s flaws, as an aspect of female love. I think a woman’s body and outfit are reducible to a man’s gore and necropsy, as well as his love of debasement of the figure for her to wear for his pleasures in sports like hunting, gathering, and cave paintings of her figure for his mutual gratification with the other males.
What if all appealing women are whores?
Some male figures look appealing too. Look out for the men dressed in contemporary garb, but who are also drunk and visual about it, like many who have gone before them. There are those from families that have polluted dreams and false histories with themselves, when the sleep of reason breeds chaos and monsters.