Her English is poor but she manages a brief introduction before getting to the point. She asks if she can touch his face. She's already reaching out and gesturing at it. Koreans are way too polite, he's just laughing awkwardly. I put my hand kind of between them and wave it to try and indicate no to her. I'm still in fucking mime mode. I say no, but it's not really to her, or to him, just no, in general. This is all too weird. Dejected, she departs with a comment about having never seen someone like him before.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
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amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
so at the end
much more tactility
Thank you, Jack
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
feel you
magnetisation/form
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
He was cast as the guy who gets picked up and thrown out of the poker game to set the scene before the main characters arrive. Out of Real London and into real London, a discarded prop, at this party, chatting to me.
that looks like my instagram account
autonomy of learning
idk