MediumNightlife. The City not so far away. Cruising bikers, whores, transvestites and their tricks. Regular johns, peepers, pushers. The lights of the nights, all those temporary goddesses. A warm starless night, smell of exhaust, smell of sweat and of cheap makeup. Music is pounding on air. Time suspended. A Midsummer Night Dream. The Italian translation of the book title seemed more suggestive than the original “A Blue Fire”, by James Hillman. This image adheres to this evocation. Not the book contents by themselves, but the title alone.