PORT BEAUSOLEIL

This autobiography is a very slightly revised edition of a book I wrote a number of years ago, under the title Port Beausoleil, twelve years of work, an intense time as I was admitting things that had me often, very often, sobbing.
For judicial reasons I’ll have to let the reader decide which parts of the book are true, which are exaggerated, but in one form or another, in one location or another, it all did take place as I’m incapable of invention, invention that I find superfluous when reality is always more unexpected and damning.
I’ve exiled myself to the European surfing capital, Hossegor, where I’ve dedicated what remains of my years to historical works recounting the fabulous lives of men and boys who preferred other men and boys, among them Cellini, Caravaggio, Cesare Borgia, Renaissance Murders, TROY, Argo, Greek Homosexuality, Roman Homosexuality, Renaissance Homosexuality, Alcibiades the Schoolboy, RENT BOYS, Henry III, Louis XIII, Buckingham, The Essence of Being Gay, John (Jack) Nicholson and Gay Genius.