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Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
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.
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.
what do you mean
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
but really the thing should be autonomous
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
lol
"Put a blanket."
i see a website
as in
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
all that is to say
whats your name?
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
isaac
idk
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike