“She was so evidently the victim of the civilization which had produced her, that the links of her bracelet seemed like manacles chaining her to her fate.”
Ah, Lily Bart. Yet another tragic, imperfect heroine, whose life serves to remind the reader that, well, I guess that everything is fleeting and most things are terrible and beauty fades and simple misunderstandings can ruin lives and so we might as well drink. And while we’re visiting the Belle Epoque with Ms. Bart, we should also visit Hotel Delmano, where the staff wear arm braces and the oysters are as bountiful as they were in early 20th-century New York, and we should drink champagne and read about Lily and look at our own wrists and be glad that they are not weighted with manacles, literal or figurative. Poor Lily.
What to drink: Champagne, naturally. You’re going to want to drink champagne.
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