God bless Blanche DuBois. She holds on to an ideal who’s time has passed, the glory days of yore, a static memory of beauty with troubling undercurrents. Blanche wanted to be that beautiful girl she once was. Oh she still had the looks, but that wasn’t the point. Her beauty came from the trappings – […]
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Jane's Dynamic Unwinding Compass 