Sex in Santiago

Abstract

It is the middle of the afternoon, searing hot, as is often the case throughout autumn in downtown Santiago. In the park, the only slice of green inside a rumbling ocean of gray concrete rising vertically as it tumbles out horizontally, there are many reclining couples seeking surcease from the sun, entwined beneath the penumbras of trees, their humped shadows on cool grass like pooled silhouettes of black paint.