“Here people defecate chic.”
José Diez-Canseco, Duque
Milan is one of the capitals of design and fashion.
Here, intelligence has the same value as a Prada bag.
The Milanese believe themselves cosmopolitan, but they are provincial.
They claim to be inclusive, yet they are deeply classist.
They present themselves as modern, but they remain conservative.
Haste is constant.
Appearance, central.
Anglophilia, epidermal.
Efficiency, a religion.
Milan seems deep, but it is superficial.
Afraid of failure, it is addicted to external recognition.
Once, it was one of the centers of the Counter-Reformation.
A Brazilian mestizo conquered it with an exotic opera.
Colonial propaganda reached it as well.
The Jesuits turned it into a center of contemporary sacred art.
Week after week, it pursues the dream of reason.
Milan, Milano, Mailand, Mediolanum.
City of high tension.
One can live a full life without ever having seen it.
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