In the meantime, we continued living in Paul’s condo, a cut above your typical “bachelor pad.” And he, unlike the typical bachelor, keeps it immaculate. The entry comprises a space filled with sunlight, the vaulted ceilings continuing into the living room, which seems vast, an effect achieved with spare, contemporary furniture and a preponderance of reflective chrome and mirrored surfaces. Dead center is an arrangement of love seats the color of new-fallen snow, positioned at perpendicular angles around a glass coffee table. On its pristine surface, placed equidistant with ruler precision, are three landscape photography books, slick covers featuring spectacular peaks and rock formations. On the facing wall, like an echo, three framed prints line up, each a match to its corresponding b
