Glamour Wounds

The Jew Beat, Again

The universe is real for us all and dissimilar to each one of us.

Marcel Proust

THE PREEMINENCE OF SOUTH BEACH at the forefront of fashion has been unequivocally confirmed by Versace’s current cruise collection for men, which features the words “South Beach” and “Miami” on shirts and vests printed in the bold, assertive palette of citrus fruit. For me South Beach always evoked the imagery of elderly Hebrews, so its new “face” as a kind of beachfront SoHo produced in me a poignant associative dissonance. Given that we are not unified personalities but rather multiple, dying little organisms, regenerating over time yet keeping the old skins part ingested, unlike snakes, in our own bodily fibers, one’s return to a place is necessarily flavored with the weird taste of one’s own half-eaten world views reerupting and remetabolizing into a new intrasubjective meal. Thus, in Miami Beach, the

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