As long as I haven't completely freed myself from vulgar tastes, as long as I haven't understood the true noble meaning of love, as if I'm just a person who allows my lower body to think. But I also want to emphasize this: from the title of "Keyhole Love", I think of sexual organs, think of sexual behavior, and think of the most appropriate and most likely behavior of men and women in bed: sexual behavior. What I think of this title is: the keyhole is like a woman's sexual organ, but any man with a little conscience knows that every time he mentions the organ, although the adjective in front is only female, it is always associated with male. If there is a noun that does not exist independently of another, then the noun is "female organ". And vice versa (same for the term "male organ"). In fact, love always accompanies sexual organs, because love always accompanies sex, and everyone is confused, because many times when we receive information in this area, we are always described by the information publishers, intentionally or unintentionally, as: "Desire. And love," body and love," and "soul and body," are rarely written as: the act of naked sexual contact. So we are all accustomed to being subtle, and we are all used to covering up, and we are used to this extremely bad distorted misunderstanding of "sex", the most beautiful behavior in the world. What's more, it is regarded as an obscene, sinful, and vulgar phenomenon. Of course, the most stupid among them is the understanding of the government, the understanding of regulations, and the understanding of the law. Of course, I can't classify them like this, because even if you have the smartest mind here, it is still difficult for you to distinguish what the relationship between the government and the laws and regulations is. So, I'll be a little optimistic and positive to categorize them first.
Back to the main topic "Keyhole Love". I only see pure "sex" and "love" relationships. Roman Polanski's love story may be too extreme, and may be mistaken for extreme by many people, and maybe his love story is the truest love story. The love story of the protagonist in the story consists of a most romantic chance encounter on the bus, followed by a pursuit, then success, then sex, and then sex. Sex is no longer enough to satisfy the inner call. Then try to expand the sex space, and then have sex behind closed doors for three days and three nights, relying only on bread and boiled water to survive. And of course later on with some expectant and abusive sex tools. It's just that all this is not enough to prevent each other from feeling bored and hating each other. In the end, the love story follows a trajectory: romantic encounter - love - intercourse - re-intercourse - using sexual tools to expand sexual space to find newness in each other - freshness shattered - disgust - hatred - death - -perish together. This is Roman Polanski's love thread. I don't know if this is also the truest clue to love.
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