by Noah Destrée
Finding playfulness in “adulthood”, I came to realize that we never stopped playing, we simply transferred play into a new context: sex. Our bodies become playgrounds. We are all playing a new game with its own rules, its own accessories, places of play, and ways of playing. Sex. It is everywhere and always being played. Our bodies inscribe themselves within this ludic network. Our bodies are game machines. My body is a machine, condemned to play an eternal game.