Today's post is by Italian author Italo Calvino. It is a lost chapter from his book "Invisible Cities".
Cities and Eyes 5
The city of Nash is first noticed by the traveler not by sight but by smell: a slight sting of mustard on the breeze along the river that eventually divides the city. On the outskirts of Nash, the aroma becomes stronger, and your eyes begin to burn. The inhabitants wear tunics of bright orange-yellow, lined with bits of dull blue. When you close your eyes to find relief from the mustard air, the image of the marigold and blue sweaters reverses, and you see blue shirts lined with gold. As you approach the center of the city, the odor and the colors become unbearable. Coughing, you stumble into a large building filled with music and cold, stale air. A frozen puddle is in the center, lit by bright lights from above. Your watery eyes adjust to the light, and you see the building is filled with people. You blink, and they flash from yellow-blue to blue-yellow over and over again. Your eyes continue to adjust to the light, and you see the crowds eyes also sting, and they blink as well. Nash: the city of tears, drowning resident and traveler alike.
Look at this dork, because you can't see the goddamn game behind him. Getty Images
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Prediction: Tears and overwhelming mustard.