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frustrated.
He does not wish to articulate his entire theory of women’s
sexuality to an unsympathizing computer. But his theory of womanhood
is vital for understanding his short-term goal. James believes
that certain women produce a special chemical that has never before
been identified. Such a woman must be daring yet shy, elegant,
yet raw. She must be aware of the greatness of her flesh, yet interested
in celebrating the beauty of others. Such a woman contains the
substance of life. She radiates it in public. James wishes to capture
the essence of one such celestial woman in stone.
James pulls up
his gray slacks from above the knees and leans back in his office
chair. He thinks of his morning strolls of inspiration through
the city. He wonders why this magical female chemical is so rare.
He realizes that in order to capture this chemical, he must surround
himself by it. He must learn to recognize its smell, notice its
subtleties. In a flash, as the computer screen dissolves into a
night skyline screen saver, a powerful strategy emerges in James’ mind. He must travel to Tuscany.
Only in Tuscany is this chemical abundant. He imagines it rising
from the villages every morning like steam after a summer’s
rain in New York City. He must study rural Italian women. He
is convinced that many of them are of this celestial type. He
must swim in their chemical, and only then he will be able to
reproduce it. “Of course, I must go to Tuscany”,
he thinks. It is so clear to him now, how come it took him so
long to realize this obvious step.
James reaches for his Palm
Pilot and scribbles with the Palm Pilot pen “Travel Agency” on the pad. He dials the
number that appears. He informs John (his old firm’s travel
agent) that he wishes to purchase a one-way airline ticket to
Rome departing New York the next day. James considers leaving
a voice message for his wife and daughter. He imagines what their
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