But where do your travels, in the bodies of women, take you?

'When I am drunk, I know neither
the sky nor the earth.
I lie alone,
immobile in my bed.
Until, in the end,
I forget that I exist.
And at that moment
boundless is my joy.'
Lung–ho–Tse: a Chinese poet
of the Eighth Century.

You travel in lands
that do not exist, Egard.

Oh, Giacomo!

 I travel much too,
but in the real world.

But where do your travels,
in the bodies of women, take you?
No place.