Tag Archives: swimming

Belle’s angry confusion

Why was my bed in the meeting room? Why was I swimming on my side and doing widths? I did scream at the top of my voice ‘I am not your f****** slave!’ which was very liberating.

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The life of the ace reporter (Belle)

I was an ace reporter, with inky thumbs. I saw infinity pools on hotel roofs.

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Zombie films and swimming (Belle)

I was at the very back of a human crocodile of people swimming across a river for fun. I was late because I had been watching five zombie films back to back.

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