This is a story about the color blue, and like blue, there’s nothing true about it.
‘True blue’ is a ruse, a rhyme; it’s there, then it’s not.
Blue is glory and power, a wave, a particle, a vibration, a resonance, a spirit, a passion, a memory, a vanity, a metaphor, a dream.
Blue is a simile.
Blue, she is like a woman…And, as a woman, she is deadly.
― Christopher Moore, Sacré Bleu: A Comedy d’Art
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