"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."
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A werewolf story by Alexandre Dumas père. Chapter XVII: The Baron de Mont-Gobert Thibault found himself in the Countess’s room. If the magnificence of Bailiff Magloire’s furniture rescued from the lumber-room of his Highness the Duke of Orleans, had astonished Thibault, the daintiness, the harmony, the taste
The Queer Alchemy of Benvenuto Cellini: Desire, Scandal, and Self-Fashioning in Renaissance Florence Benvenuto Cellini — sculptor, goldsmith, author, swordsman, and scandal — lived at the heart of Renaissance Florence with the fire of a man determined to be seen, remembered, and unruly. Best known
I’m currently in Venice for the Architecture Biennale, and I stopped at the local Fondazione Prada for the current exhibition by AMO/OMA, more out of due diligence than anything. I confess I wasn’t expecting much. I was wrong, and I recommend this show to anybody
A werewolf story by Alexandre Dumas père. Chapter XVII: The Baron de Mont-Gobert Thibault found himself in the Countess’s room. If the magnificence of Bailiff Magloire’s furniture rescued from the lumber-room of his Highness the Duke of Orleans, had astonished Thibault, the daintiness, the harmony, the taste
The Queer Alchemy of Benvenuto Cellini: Desire, Scandal, and Self-Fashioning in Renaissance Florence Benvenuto Cellini — sculptor, goldsmith, author, swordsman, and scandal — lived at the heart of Renaissance Florence with the fire of a man determined to be seen, remembered, and unruly. Best known
I’m currently in Venice for the Architecture Biennale, and I stopped at the local Fondazione Prada for the current exhibition by AMO/OMA, more out of due diligence than anything. I confess I wasn’t expecting much. I was wrong, and I recommend this show to anybody
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