Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
that looks like my instagram account
plato
no like which do people call me
ahnaf abrar
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
not their contents
i love it here
I am below everything.
what do you think my name is
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
feel you
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
its performative
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
Thank you, Jack
is this you as well