
It's a large glass room full of cloud, like a 1950s pea-souper without the sulphur, or the emphasima. One edges around in two feet visibility, vaguely aware of other presences, but not quite.
And I'm sure we weren't the only couple groping each other blatently within arms length of perfect strangers; it seemed puritan not to.
The rest is basic Gormley, which is pretty bloody good. If you can, go.
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