The Institute of Sensuality lay in a quiet corner of a grand and beautiful park on the outskirts of the mosaic city. We enter through tall french windows. Rococo style. An old man in an amusing costume is giving a lecture to a group of young boys, loutish an inattentive. These are the stray boys, unwanted by the world outside the city. They accept sanctuary in the city because they have no other alternative. Wild smeared boys congealed.