my ancestors. It was the underside of fear I loved, like the smoothest wool found on the underbelly of the coarsest/粗糙的/ sheep. I loved the boldness that was pushing me forward; it aroused/唤醒/ me, because it was born of arousal itself. “You’ll kill me if you stop”—or was...
But when Annie May Emms bought it, a tall, darkwood upright with "Dale Forty & Co, Birmingham & also at Cheltenham, Cardiff & Elsewhere" picked out in gold lettering on the underside of the lid, how could she have known what she was unlocking? If she had, maybe she would have tried...