…And I
Am the arrow,

The dew that flies
Suicidal, at one with the drive
Into the red

Eye, the cauldron of morning.

Sylvia Plath, ending words of “Ariel”

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Update and The Source--Time for some trivia. I work out of the same building as the London Stock Exchange at Paternoster Square. Here is a view from the inside. What you see in the picture is the famed [...]