When you are torn between identity and convention
An American in 1950s Paris engages in an affair with an Italian bartender while agonizing over his sexual identity. The divide between heterosexual masculinity and his true core widens. The only solution is a complete annihilation of his identity. Imprisoned by the stifling cage he built himself. Yet, a preference for this cage to the terror of social ridicule. When love doesn’t resemble the rose-tinted pictures we have been told to imagine but becomes an instrument of self-flagellation and searing shame. This book says the worst violence is that of not accepting yourself.