I thought of Paris as a beauty spot on the face of the earth, and of London as a big freckle.
Sometimes the reader will decide something else than the author's intent; this is certainly true of attempts to empirically decipher reality.
I sailed a bit as a child, but it wasn't until I was around 40, when I was halfway through Patrick O'Brian's 'Master and Commander' novels, that I had the sudden epiphany that I had to go sail on a square-rig ship.

