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nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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It Will Get Lighter

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.

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

hello reader,

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

autonomy of learning

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

not their contents

its performative

idk

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

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