The museum wanted him to be careful. He was mostly careful.
Six generations of service. He finds the current occupants... acceptable.
Music is the only honest thing. Everything else, he says, is performance.
They told her this was no place for a woman. The jungle disagreed.
The city breaks hearts every morning and fixes them by midnight. He documents both.
Charm is a tool. She uses it precisely. Beneath that: an exact mind.
The engine is theoretical. The theory is excellent. The explosion is negotiable.
They underestimate her. She finds this very, very useful.
Done with violence. Done with it every day — the way you're done with something every day.
Law out here is what we agree it means. She decides what we agree.