I challenge you to put yourself in Brown’s place. You’re a homeless teenager, living with an abusive man who rapes you and forces you to have sex for money. A middle-aged man buys you for $150 and rapes you again.
For Gauguin, he had the moral luck to be an excellent painter, so everyone forgives him. They say, “How wonderful that he did what he needed to do to make this extraordinary art.” What if he had been a terrible painter?
I walked down the aisle and browsed through the books I imagined Bowie might’ve touched. Of course, I looked over every time one of the doors opened, but that day Bowie never stepped inside McNally Jackson.