somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
was it worth it
and the fake qualifier
bro i read nothing in my life
i really havent
feel you
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
no like which do people call me
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
...
like first name
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
was it worth it
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i want to do that too
in a post. I want to be remembered
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
Today I felt like starting
I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.