The city makes a strong impression on a boy. Of course, a boy is impressed by everything, all around him and at all times, and never less than strongly; new to the world, the very light burnishes his retinas, like a puppy he would spend his first few days asleep, the folds of his eyelids soldered to his zygomatics, a bundle of skin, only deigning to grace the world with his vision, and not the converse, when the world and a fat starchy nipple are one—in other words, when the world is finally
On the Town
On the Town
On the Town
The city makes a strong impression on a boy. Of course, a boy is impressed by everything, all around him and at all times, and never less than strongly; new to the world, the very light burnishes his retinas, like a puppy he would spend his first few days asleep, the folds of his eyelids soldered to his zygomatics, a bundle of skin, only deigning to grace the world with his vision, and not the converse, when the world and a fat starchy nipple are one—in other words, when the world is finally