I remember vividly the omnipresence of religion when I went to Bali last year. First, because the number of temples and deities are everywhere along side the streets.  But also because men, women & kids make daily offerings in front of their houses in the morning. And then there are the beads, the statues, the prayer flags…

Well, it struck me this time that Paris is the same way, except that their religion is sex and their god is desire.

In bookstores, their is an insane amount of books about sex, seduction, desir in the psychology, the history and even (or of course would say the French) in the cooking  sections. The The ads on buses have most of them a naked woman selling anything from bras to rubber boots (WANT a pair of those!)…

A daily reminder of the things you want the most is the way to go!