But also I am worried how cold that church is. The harpist is wearing a puffer coat.

But I think the fact they’re toxic is one of the things that makes this duet so genius. The lapping symmetry of their cooed blandishments to each other, the erotic caress of their counterpoint, the gorgeous arrival at a unison — when we know he will murder her. The irony! And yet the beauty.

Amazing!

Cannot love this hard enough.

It was so fun to talk with the great Matt Gabriele (THE BRIGHT AGES, OATHBREAKERS) about medieval heists and historiography!

Gorgeous vista!

That’s great! Thanks!

I thought for a second it said ketosis and assumed she was slimming through fiction.