But let's face it: As much as we like to award recognition to the least-expected, the building Emily Pulitzer's money built in Midtown can't be designated an also-ran, no matter how snarly our inclinations. The first great work of architecture of the twenty-first century? A strong argument could be made for it. And with Louis Sullivan's Wainwright Building arguably the last great work of architecture of the nineteenth century, Tadao Ando's poetic structure, the Pulitzer Foundation for the Arts, St. Louis can claim a perfect pair of buildings that travel from the modern to the late-late modern. Ando is much too classical to be called a postmodernist, as some do. He's covetous of light and air, inviting these elements to enter and drape his voluptuous spaces. You don't lose your sense of time in the Pulitzer Foundation; rather, you experience a brief encounter with the eternal.
The myth that the French are great lovers was built on the divinely sordid works of these men and women. And nowhere can you find as many great examples of the classic Dirty French Novel as you will in the front window of Subterranean Books. That's right: As you peruse that copy of Miracle of The Rose (dude, prison sex is hot!), passersby can clearly see you and what you are. Even better, Subterranean will gladly order any of the tomes missing from your collection, so you need not go without the beautiful and brutal Chants of Maldoror just because it's not in stock. Old Mr. Comstock would roll over in his grave at the thought of these classics' being freely available despite all his efforts, but his turgid member keeps him propped sideways in his coffin, like a bike on a kickstand -- which is just the sort of thing the Comte de Lautréamont wanted you to think about when he wrote Maldoror, which is why you should read it.
The myth that the French are great lovers was built on the divinely sordid works of these men and women. And nowhere can you find as many great examples of the classic Dirty French Novel as you will in the front window of Subterranean Books. That's right: As you peruse that copy of Miracle of The Rose (dude, prison sex is hot!), passersby can clearly see you and what you are. Even better, Subterranean will gladly order any of the tomes missing from your collection, so you need not go without the beautiful and brutal Chants of Maldoror just because it's not in stock. Old Mr. Comstock would roll over in his grave at the thought of these classics' being freely available despite all his efforts, but his turgid member keeps him propped sideways in his coffin, like a bike on a kickstand -- which is just the sort of thing the Comte de Lautréamont wanted you to think about when he wrote Maldoror, which is why you should read it.