The erotics of the anonymous space


Geoff Dyer’s essay about the erotics of the anonymous space is again available online thanks to Slate Magazine.

“You look out through the smear-free windows at the soundless city that could be any city. No one can see you, and even if they do it’s not you they see: All they can make out—as in a memorable sequence from Ryu Murakami’s Tokyo Decadence—is a figure silhouetted in the window: a figurehead and totem of the depraved, atrocious, inhuman sexiness of hotels”

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