
What starts as a simple mission to clean the pool ends in a humbling, sun-drenched reckoning with the body’s limits — and one man’s very reasonable decision to treat the afternoon’s dizziness as a medical prescription for rosé. Equal parts dry wit and genuine reflection, this poolside dispatch from the south of France asks the big questions (relapse or just the heat?) and arrives at the only sensible answer: when in doubt, open the cellar. Santé. Click to read.









