British poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834) had an unusual fetish. He liked to eat apples, pears and other fruit while they were still on a branch. Why? Maybe the taste was as pure, brisk and naked as possible – which would be important to a romantic poet like him. In accordance with astrological omens, use Coleridge’s quest for ultimate freshness as a driving metaphor next week. Go to the source to get what you need. Chuck intermediaries. Be as raw as the law allows.