We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
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
the site i am dreaming
Thank you, Jack
not so on: yvf(wthw)
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i really havent
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The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
idk
like magnets
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
hello reader,
is this you as well
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
in a post. I want to be remembered