Curate, connect, and discover
Oh to be a “woman” in the year 1901 in English high society who sneaks out sometimes to play little boy with her most esteemed friend and trusted confidant, where they (17 years of age) dress up as boys, pinning their hair into the masculine style and hiding it under their caps, dirt and grease smudged on their faces, speaking in hushed tones about the women of the red light district they almost want to hire while looking through books they might consider buying for 5 cents