Based on "Mirror" by Sylvia PlathI am clear and precise. I harbor no illusions.What I see before me, I become immediately.I am untainted by desire or hate.I am not hurtful, I. That meant the artist, Sheila Fennimore, was on her way up. ‘Isambard Kingdom Brunel built the Great Western Railway. Box tunnel was one of the major parts of the line and it is said that on Brunel’s birthday the sun rises in direct line with it and shines right through.’ ‘Cool,’ said Donna. ‘Indeed. Now whether this is true or not, it’s still bloody brilliant.’ At that moment we plunged into the tunnel. ‘And why, pray, Box?’ ‘It is named after a village nearby.’ Donna slipped her arm around my. Evening came and we went down for dinner, the guests were already there with two additional, Carlos and Ezme’ s mum and dad had come along, they were late middle aged and I was hoping that they would miss their Horlicks before the fun began because it can be a bit inhibiting watching your k**s get fucked by strangers, I ordered wine and it flowed in copious amounts, Carlos went to the toilet and I followed him I talked to him and we made a deal, then went back to the table, Maria had already.Read More