Most biographers are forgers, forever trying to situate their heroes slightly in advance of the nearest historically significant movement. Take Manhattan and put it alongside your mother's living room in the Beaches. Glenn Gould, Canadian prodigy, is discovered in New York City and catapulted to worldwide fame. With a single jump-cut the biographer spans a decade. And misses the truth.
Lets have a little fun.
What we're after here is the contrapuntal relationship between psyche and era. The process of becoming within the individual psyche is unconscious, indeterminate and wholly subliminal - each day a new era. Midtown Manhattan, 1955. That's in Canada. Everybody up there dresses like this in June.