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“Crowns are for kings, and kings are all lazy. I wore a coronet, which I kept in an alder box. It was looted from my castle after it was destroyed in 1897—along with many basques and polonaises and reticules and first edition pairs of Levi’s blue jeans,” she says, heavy with nostalgia. “Forgive me. Materialism is my most innocuous sin, but I see no point in walking this earth for eternity if I am to cut corners on my wardrobe.”