A whole apple

This article is published in number 41 of Vanity Fair on newsstands until 12 October 2021

Honey, it’s not you, it’s us. We are of this familist society founded on “They lived happily ever after”, possibly without ever desiring the loves of others, but instead houses, children and sworn fidelity in front of all the highest authorities. It is we who have decided for everyone that the purpose and means of any happiness pass for the couple, without really investing in a sentimental, sexual education, in a welfare that would make relationships sustainable, and not this leap into the void that always seems to us.

We are the ones who invented the family packs, the advertisements, the love movies and even the mail of the heart like this one, but really we are the crazy ones, it is not you.

You don’t have to feel weird, you have to feel ONE, which is an incredibly solid starting point for a wonderful life.

The other half of the apple does not exist, you are a whole fruit, you are a whole tree, you are a whole orchard, we are the buggy ones, you never worry.

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