A Baroque Morning Before 10 a.m.
A Baroque Morning Before 10 a.m. “I have a pair of shoes for you,” says Sara. She fishes two unbelievably cheeky ankle boots out of her suitcase. “They’re too big for me,” she says. “I found them in our village, on the street—together with a silver coat.” The boots fit me like a glove. I’m…
