Listen, you’re twins. You get the same beds, the same toys, the same clothes, the same haircut. It’s only fair. I don’t want you developing sibling rivalry, that’s why I got this damn jeweler’s scale to weigh your portions of gruel. Honestly, Bradley and Bradley, I don’t understand what you have to bicker about.
Madeira Darling is a snarky mystic, devout Satanist, serious Marxist, laughing dominatrix, and writer from San Fransisco where they live with their boyfriend in a house full of altars to their various demons.
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