The Double Life of Isolde Vane
The Double Life of Isolde Vane ACT I The dawn in Vienna had a particular quality at that hour, before the carriages began their daily procession along the Ringstrasse and the gas lamps flickered their last yellow sighs into the grey. In the Café Central, the air was thick with the dregs of a thousand conversations and the dark bitterness of exhausted espresso. Dr. Isolde Vane—Dr. Vann, as the...
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