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Taylor and Nick firstprince-ing

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Alex is so in love he could die.

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NICHOLAS GALITZINE Style Magazine Italia — Zeb Daemen (2023)

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NICHOLAS GALITZINE Style Magazine Italia — Zeb Daemen (2023)

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When they kiss, Alex can hear a half-remembered old proverb from catechism, mixed up between translations of the book: “Come, hijo mío, de la miel, porque es buena, and the honeycomb, sweet to thy taste.” He wonders what Santa Chiara would think of them, a lost David and Jonathan, turning slowly on the spot. He brings Henry’s hand to his mouth and kisses the little knob of his knuckle, the skin over the blue vein there, bloodlines, pulses, the old blood kept in perpetuity within these walls, and he thinks, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, amen.

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Go win an election.

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(via steelandtweedreturn)

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What cha looking at Willis