.618034 is nature’s proportion—her golden mean: it exists in sunflower seeds, shell spirals, spider webs, ferns, the perfect rectangle, in playing cards, the Parthenon’s façade.
Another night of memories, a night for murder. Incessant wind, rain...
Vitelli...
But there was more than this young man’s death. There was Giamina Andres da Ferrara. GAF.
The officials of Milan murdered GAF...the officials!: They had him hung, drawn, and quartered, in the Public Square.
GAF.
I fled to Mantua, as if I could forget in Mantua!
So much of life is fleeing.
So much is trying to forget.
Rain...