Coronavirus quarantine has most of us cooped up in our homes and for those of us living in cities like Manhattan, confined to tiny apartments for the foreseeable future. My boyfriend and I are both working from our 800 sqft. apartment in the East Village, me in the kitchen standing up at the bar counter and he either standing next to me in the kitchen or sitting on the couch with his laptop. By the end of the day we’re both zonked and ready for some television programming, and because I’m caught up with This Is Us, American Idol, finished Amazon’s Hunters, and refuse to watch World War II in Colour on Netflix for the second time we both agreed to try and find a new show to watch.